The sun it had to rise

the sun it had to bring the dark back from the night

because darkness left us dead

it left us so we couldn't mobilize

but light has brought us vision

made us see just what we've all become

and somewhere hidden

we burn like torches to see everyone

beneath the romance and confidence

we've blended with the architecture and the scene

and we've all lost our purpose for the momentary gleam

we were made to fight

we were made to fight

i've been hiding from the truth

i've been hiding from the chance to prove

that we are more than what we say

we are more than all of our mistakes

but soon it all begins to fade

and we are nothing more than what we've made

miserable. oh miserable soul

with a heart so young

but frame so old

"how do you delight in me?" you say

"with a mind so busy

and a heart thats gone astray."

listen. listen to my voice

i know there's all this movement

but i'm speaking through the noise

you know that there is hope in you somewhere

but countless attempts of fortune have left you unprepared

we are more than our mistakes

we are more than what we've made

you are more than your mistakes

listen. listen young heart

you are more than what you've made