The Bearers

Some of my friends are on their deathbeds, some of my friends are already dead
Though we're all gonna sleep forever, I’d like to rest together
We won't sleep until there's colors in the sky. There were once colors in the sky
How the sun leaves you alone? How the display reflects that certain feeling of our souls?

First, we had built bridges then we watched them fall, one by one, ‘’hand in hand-heart to heart.''
Once there were sparkles in our eyes with every color in it, now; it's only hollow and dark
''I feel like I'm ninety when I'm only nineteen.’’ (ooh!)
Am I only nineteen? No!
Don't you live in vain!

Some of my friends are on their deathbeds, some of my friends are already dead
On their deathbeds, I found them dead
You called us young? You called us strong?
We have to bear what you left behind
This is not youth, this is not youth:
Understand that we’re all dead inside like you