Poets Of The Fall - Children Of The Sun

Parallel to life, there’s wisdom that seems out of reach like a figure of speech in a maze of white lies, so elusive it’s hard to recognise with naivety’s eyes It’s like running with a knife The thought steals away with your peace and high on that trapeze, you hold on to me, you hold on to me And I’ll be singing you songs of tomorrow, And then dawn will follow And our sorrows all undone When you’re done with all the strife, when they echo the minds in the streets, you know your heart beats a solitary call, for a change in the tone of it all, you’ll be scaling that wall And the higher you climb the more you can see of this life and on the edge of that knife, you hold on to me, hold on to me And I’ll be singing you songs of tomorrow, And then dawn will follow And our sorrows all undone Yeah, I’ll be singing you songs of tomorrow, And then dawn will follow We are children of the sun And you know you can take this story, take your glory, make your own way Yeah, I want you to shake this story, take your glory, find your way Make your own way, make your own way And I’ll be singing you songs of tomorrow, And then dawn will follow And our sorrows all undone Yeah, I’ll be singing you songs of tomorrow, And then dawn will follow We are children of the sun