Ashton Nyte

Lyrics

This is a landslide
As we crawl through the dark
The world turns its hands up to you
And you are letting go

Ice on the mirror
And the fever will start
The days and the minutes for you
But you are letting go
You are letting go

Will you fall to your knees
Will you call out my name
Will you reason with the sorrow in their eyes
For all tomorrows
Fall and they bleed
Will you need them again
Is it heaven or time we deny
For all tomorrow’s saints
For all tomorrow’s saints
For all tomorrow’s saints

Under the curtain
The screen has no spark
The world turns its eyes back to you
And you are letting go

Swollen reflection
And the fever will start
The lost and the empty for you
But you are letting go
You are letting go

Will you fall to your knees
Will you call out my name
Will you reason with the sorrow in their eyes
For all tomorrows
Fall and they bleed
Will you need them again
Is it heaven or time we deny
For all tomorrow’s saints
For all tomorrow’s saints
For all tomorrow’s saints

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From the album This Alchemy by The Awakening
Music and lyrics by Ashton Nyte
Published by Intervention Arts / ASCAP (2021)