We may never walk this way again But we'll do our best to remember when We were lost and couldn't see the light Schooled and ravaged by the night
We may survive with nothing left to show Relics bound by what we know And the battles that we won won't matter more Than the lowest of the lows that came before
At the end of the day What will they say? Will they try to take all of the words away Will we settle all the bills that we couldn't pay? At the end of the day
We may try to join with those that came before To greet everyone that comes through the door With a hand and a shake and a meaningful stare Before they walk on by like we were never there