This is a war of art
How many times you've said
"Do you remember when?"
Reliving memories to justify the choices you have made
Seeking accomplishments, but I am not one of many hopes
You live in a memory, your memory is but a ghost
You can't keep learning, you can't be living
You have no concern for your future or what you're meant to be
How can we k** time without injuring eternity?
All it takes is one wasteful goodbye
After that one you'll be wasting your time
Why don't you stand up? Don't throw it away
With your hands up you'll waste your life
So tell me, what will be left when you've drained the light from every soul?
Content to walk inside the shadows of your dreams
And I don't want to leave any moment uncaptured
Any newborn discovery is welcome
And I'm no longer chasing a dead dream, it's taken a part of me
This is the moment you've been waiting for
All it takes is one, wasteful goodbye
After that one you'll be wasting your time
Why don't you stand up? Don't throw it away
With your hands up you'll waste your life
Where is the pa**ion? I used to see it in your eyes
Your inspirations are setting with the sun
There is no guide to tell you how to live your life
But one thing is clear : You're only living to survive
I'm waking up
When it's all said and done, and they're digging your grave
Looking back upon your life, what will they be able to say?