We’ve been on this Earth Too long to keep choosing war. They fill their pockets quietly While we’re asked to settle scores. The tension ebbs and flows, But nothing ever changes. And every time the power shifts, The previous remain blameless. I keep asking what we’ll do When the ground gives way beneath us. I keep looking for a hand In a world that teaches fear. How will we survive the ashes When everything we know is gone? Will we find a way to hold each other When the night feels far too long? If the walls fall down around us, If the morning never comes, Tell me we can still remember We were more than what they’ve done. Are you ready for the silence After everything has burned? We’re one careless choice from losing All the things we can’t return. They tell us we are powerless, They teach us not to care, Then disappear below the earth And leave us standing there. I keep asking who will stay When the fear becomes too heavy. I keep reaching through the smoke For a voice that says, “I’m here.” How will we survive the ashes When everything we know is gone? Will we find a way to hold each other When the night feels far too long? If the walls come down around us, If the morning never comes, Tell me we can still remember We were more than what they’ve done. Maybe every age has whispered, “This is where the story ends.” Maybe hope is not a promise, Maybe hope is choosing friends. If the ground breaks open under us, If there’s nothing left to save, I will stand beside you trembling. You don’t have to face the flames. We will survive the ashes Though everything we knew is gone. We will find a way to hold each other And keep carrying on. If the walls come down around us, If the morning takes too long, We can still remember together We are more than what they’ve done. More than what they’ve done. Still here, still holding on.
