Knives of Yesterday [Verse 1] I lost a thought beneath the stars, I heard it hit the ground, While silver meteors crossed the dark Without a single sound. I searched the mountain with my hands, Through dust and broken stone, But how could I know which thought was mine When dreams fall down alone? [Pre-Chorus] So I left the night a promise: I'll come back with the sun. Some thoughts are worth a sleepless night, Some wars are never done. [Chorus] Don't kill today With the knives of yesterday, Don't cut a newborn morning With a blade from far away. What hurt you then Doesn't own the life you live— Don't kill today For what yesterday did. [Verse 2] At dawn I climbed the mountain back, The sky was turning gold, I searched the earth for something sweet My memory couldn't hold. Then by a rock I saw a line Of tiny soldiers move— An army carrying my thought Like treasure they had proved. I followed them across the dust, Down to their hidden door, A thousand mouths surrounded it Like victors after war. They broke my precious thought apart, They melted word from word, I reached into the restless swarm To rescue what I'd heard. [Pre-Chorus] But when I opened up my hand, Almost everything was gone— Just one surviving sentence Was breathing with the dawn. [Chorus] Don't kill today With the knives of yesterday, Don't cut a newborn morning With a blade from far away. What hurt you then Doesn't own the life you live— Don't kill today For what yesterday did. [Bridge] Maybe we are all that mountain, Maybe memory is the night, Maybe every falling star Is something leaving us in flight. And maybe all those hungry ants Are years that eat away Everything we thought we needed— Till one truth decides to stay. So let the old wounds lose their weapons, Let the ghosts forget your name. You don't owe another morning To an ancient hurt and blame. [Final Chorus] Don't kill today With the knives of yesterday, There's a sunrise at your window That has never known your pain. Let the scars remain as stories, Not the laws by which you live— Don't kill today For what yesterday did. [Outro] I lost a thousand words that night, But one came home to stay: Don't kill today... with the knives of yesterday.
