These Are The Times

I hear voices from beyond the veil
They reverberate in mystery
There are shadows in my heart
And they multiply in memory

And the comrades that I've lost out there
In the scattered ruins still speak to me

If the flickering light of your campfire dims
The world grows smaller
It's closing in
I'm standing here
And I want you to live

I know

These are the times we find out who we really are
This will be when a true friend stands at your side
Someone like me who wants to
Believe in the days of high times and innocence
Drawing the lines and shouting back to the night
Someone like me who wants you to live

And from those who've seen the light beyond
We know the end will bring tranquility
But the voices of the friends they heard
Brought them back to this reality

Tough the beacon of light in your life seems dim
The sun's coming up on the world we're in
There are choices here
And I want you to live

I know

These are the times we find out who we really are
This will be when a true friend stands at your side
One more like me
Who wants to believe in the truth of all we experienced
To live again to jump back into the fight
Someone like me who wants you to live

Pouring light from the sky
Portends you and I
Disappears in the night

I still remember

I hear voices from beyond the veil
Like a faint unfinished symphony

Though the beacon of light in your life seems dim
The sun's coming up on the world we're in
I'm standing here
And I want you to live

I know

These are the times we find out who we really are
This will be when a true friend stands at your side
One more like me
Who wants to believe in the truth of all we experienced
To live again to jump back into the fight
Someone like me who wants you to live

I want you, I want you, I want you to live
I want you, I want you, I want you to live
I want you to live

I still remember.

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