To Whom It May Concern

So hold your head up high and know
It's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before
You pack your things and head home

At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for

I know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
I was lost with vague direction and no place to call home

Yeah!
It's time for you to press on
This is not your war
Set your sights,
Set your sights to North
Press on, press on

This is not your escape,
This is not your escape
Wash away what they thought of you
And press on, press on

Cause in this place we're all as good as dead
End cycle
Cause in this place we're all as good as dead
End cycle
Press on

Behind the mask you'll find yourself alone
It's not the end of the road,
The end of the road for you

At the end of the road
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for
You'll find what you've been longing for