Right here, right now, I hold my ground
Broken and Barren; Dried and Destroyed
Stripped naked of my glory
My presence a prediction of your future.
Broken and Barren; Dried and Destroyed
Mourning the loss of my friends
My presence a prediction of your future
I fear it might be a little too late.
Mourning the loss of my friends
My heart cracked apart
I fear it might be a little too late
For the clock never ticks backward.
My heart cracked apart
Stripped naked of my glory
For the clock never ticks backward
Right here, right now, I hold my ground.
