Fragile And Weak

As the daylight burns the dark
The scars will heal within
In the frail falling of fast words
The empty space will call your name
And when you'll turn towards the unknown
You'll see a trace of burning dust
Dress like a bride, or for a funeral pyre
That's the shape of a bitter goodbye

We're fragile and weak
Maybe too young to seek
Every day has its dawn
As ashes, we come, and we go
Like a falling and burning storm
Here we are ready to go
The empty space will call our name

We'll find a place where we can rest
You'll find some rest on my chest
So dress like a bride, or for a funeral pyre
That's the shape of a bitter goodbye
We're fragile and weak
Maybe too young to seek
Every day has its dawn
Like every night has its tomb