A Home For The Brave - Neo Retros

Written by：Gareth Saunders

Fire in your sleep

Colder you preach

You see through allies

See fields in your mind

The world spins and weeps

For those words you won't keep

The galaxy sleeps

You are fallen and weak

There's a clock

There's a grave

There's a home

For the brave

There's a tree

There's a spire

Where's the funeral pyre

Those names on a page

Shrivel and age

When all that you meant

Was borrowed and spent

The world spins you weep

For those words you won't keep

Your gallantry sleeps

When you fall you are weak

There's a clock

There's a grave

There's a home

For the brave

There's a tree

There's a spire

But no funeral pyre

There's a clock

There's a grave

There's a home

For the brave

There's a tree

There's a spire

But no funeral pyre