I Am The Wind, You Are The Feather

This is an open ended sky
With open eyes too tired to look away
Say you'll stay forever by my side
And forever we'll be standing here

The dead still walk the streets
This means war on everyone
You can't hear, lying to us
You can't see their fingers crossed
The dead still walk the streets
This means war on everyone
You can't hear, lying to us
You can't see their fingers crossed

Let's keep our thoughts on guard this time
We'll keep on moving on, just don't let them get too close
Keep our thoughts on guard this time
We'll keep on moving on, just don't let them get too close

In the land where the dead still walk, walk the streets
This means war on everyone
You can't hear, lying to us
You can't see their fingers crossed

This is a test
We know our own strength
We'll take the east
And march on

Make our way, burning our bridges
State by state, we march on
Make our way, burning our bridges
State by state, we march on

And we march on, leaving trails of hope behind us
With our hands to the sky, the wind will be our guide

At times like these, to be the last ones standing
Hope is all we have left, hope is all we have left
(To be the last ones standing, to be the last ones standing)
At times like these, to be the last ones standing
(To be the last ones standing, to be the last ones standing)
Hope is all, hope is all we have left

To be the last ones standing, to be the last ones standing
To be the last ones standing, to be the last ones standing
To be the last ones standing, to be the last ones standing