no more fighting, no more pain
these surroundings shall remain
he knows that nothing can ever change, not again
our finest hour is at hand
save the smile on her face
stop the running, end the race
but no, that glowing mars in outer space
won’t stay in place
i was born in a decade of greed
and i left 15 minutes too late
hoping a flash of light can seal my fate
it’s getting late
and my finest hour, it will not wait