Season Of Sundays

Take a look mankind, what have we done

Walk on silent, what has become

This age we lead that leaves regret

We move forward and we forget

Look now mankind, what has become

See in these eyes a broken man

In worlds different, who understands

What justice have you to take away

The innocence of yesterday

See now mankind, who understands

I fall to your knees, I crash to the ground

As I cry out your name, I didn't hear a sound

If your view ever changes, I hope one day it will

Until a phoenix rises, I stand still

Guide me father, what can be done

You have the answers, I want the truth

Can I forget what engraved my mind

Can I rebuild what I had inside

Tell me father, tell me the truth

Look now mother, what can be done

In time life changed under this sun

That never sets in this gray sky

Where everyone's attempt to try

Tell me mother, what can be one

I fall to your knees, I crash to the ground

As I cry out your name, I didn't hear a sound

If your view ever changes, I hope one day it will

Until a phoenix rises, I stand still

As I fall to your knees, I crash to the ground

As I cry out your name, oblivious to sound

If your view someday changes, I hope today it will

Until that moment, until the truth, until mind rest

Until it's in you, until the spirit flies into forever

Until the phoenix rises, I stand still

Until the phoenix rises, I stand still

Until the phoenix rises, I stand still