Idle Sons. Sixteen Seasons. Before The Fall. Zeneszám

You come through for me
and you swallow truth for me
Now we wait for
You, to define
What I found to be real
Did you really think you knew me?
You hang the noose I see

But it doesn't matter anyway
Can I find my faults
Leave them and start
To find myself
But it doesn't matter anyway
Could you face them all
Rise before the fall
To find yourself

You become new to me
In you something true I see
Now we wait for
You to define
What I found to be real
Did you really think you knew me?
You hang the noose I see

But it doesn't matter anyway
Can I find my faults

Leave them and start
To find myself
But it doesn't matter anyway
Could you face them all
Rise before the fall
To find yourself
But it doesn't matter anyway

Can I find my faults
Leave them and start
To find myself
Could you face them all
Rise before the fall
To find yourself
But it doesn't matter anyway

Can I find my faults
Leave them and start
To find myself
But it doesn't matter anyway
Could you face them all
Rise before the fall
To find yourself
But it doesn't matter anyway