In Civilian Clothing - Poets Of The Great Salvation lyrics

Let it be time Poets of the great salvation change You're in no place to realize I'm in no place to draw the line Let it be time No calm to a storm that just begs for a fight Many are the eyes that play tricks on mine Let it be wise Poets of the great salvation change You're in no place to realize I'm in no place to criticize Let it be time Many are the eyes that play tricks on mine No calm to a storm that just begs for a fight Many are the eyes that play tricks on mine No calm to a storm that just begs for a fight