What's left to learn from ashes of the old
The truth we bury under lies so cold
A million voices silent out of fear
But justice whispers for us to hear
The clock is broken but the hours remain
History repeats its darkest chain
If we don't stand are we all to blame
Is apathy a darker kind of shame
It's time to stand for a sunrise
Not a storm
Time to break the pattern
To reform
We're more than shadows we've been cast to play
The world can shift if we make way
Torn pages flutter in the winds of time
Lessons scattered written in their prime
Yet we choose to wear the same disguise
While the truth is staring unblinking eyes
The walls they crumble or they stand too tall
It's in our hands to rise or let it fall
Each tear and scar holds its fiery tale
Together louder we cannot fail
It's time to stand for a sunrise
Not a storm
Time to break the pattern
To transform
We're more than echoes of a lost refrain
We'll paint tomorrow free of pain
It's time to stand for a sunrise
Not a storm
Time to break the pattern
To transform
We're more than echoes of a lost refrain
We'll paint tomorrow free of pain