Into the Flood - Anaria

We complain, but we do not listen

To anything but our voice

We’d rather be alone than use our pain

To unite against our (false)

We are all broken as we seem

Broken hearts and shattered dream

We pick them up …

We carry on

Into the flood

Into the pouring rain

Lingering …

We are what we make of ourself

Part of our soul, part of endelssly fray

We must be strong

We carry on

Useless words

Like love and hate

Without our actions

We are nothing

So actionless we sit and wait

We are surprised when nothing changes

We are all broken a we seem

We break our hearts

We shatter our dreams

Into the flood

Into the pouring rain

Lingering …

We are what we make of ourselves

Part of our soul

Part of endlessly fray

We must be strong

We carry on

We carry on

We carry on

We carry on

Into the flood

Into the pouring rain

Lingering …

We are what we make of ourselves

part of our soules

Part of endlessly fray

We must be strong

We carry on

Into the flood

Into the pouring rain

Lingering …

We are what we make of ourselves

Part of a song

Part of endlessly fray

We must be strong

We carry on

We carry on

We carry on