Can you hear the bell? How could I turn around? Face the sound of the bell that shines? Ring it out, trim it out To drag me back down But I'm not coming home Till I stop pretending I tried hard to be brave I tried hard not to be afraid

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out Oh-oh-oh-oh When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I am brave, I am bruised I am who I'm meant to be, this is me And I'm marching on to the beat I drum I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is

Kiss me on my shoulder Tell me it's not over Remind me that I'm older To be brave smart, sweet and bolder And don't give up on what we're trying to do I promised to always come home to you Don't count the miles, Count the "I love you's" I need something

Oh-oh-oh-oh When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is me Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh I know that there's a place for us I am brave, I am bruised

Didn't I, my dear? But it was not your fault but mine And it was your heart on the line I really fucked it up this time Weep for yourself, my man, You'll never be what is in your heart Weep little lion man, You're not as brave as you were at the start

Didn't I, my dear? But it was not your fault but mine And it was your heart on the line I really fucked it up this time Weep for yourself, my man, You'll never be what is in your heart Weep little lion man, You're not as brave as you were at the start

(In the dark) I'd do anything for you I'd rather live outside It's just a fond farewell to a friend Maybe I'm a fool Maybe I should move I'm not brave This is not my life The markings on your surface

To reach the unreachable star To dream the impossible dream To fight the unbeatable foe To bear with unbearable sorrow To run where the brave dare not go To right the unrightable wrong To be better far than you are To try when your arms are too weary

We are not brave, we are not wise But we stand here all together We have been damned, we have survived We stand at the end of the longest times We came back to homes we don’t recognize But we return here all together I’m saddling in here for the long

Are we not good enough? Are we not brave enough? Or is it all a dream? Is the violence in our nature Just the image of our maker? To become something greater Than the violence in our nature? Are we not good, good enough? Dancing on the crumbling precipice