Too Late
There's a reason for the madness
There's a reason why
We're all falling down
Let us think about the action
That keeps our fingers pinched
White with desire
Were we born to live?
Were we born to die?
Why do we ground ourselves when we know
That we can fly? (Yeah)
Fly
Fly (Yeah)
Fly (Yeah)
Do we have faith?
Or do we live in doubt?
Do we stick with it?
Or do we pull out?
As we walk along the long rows
We can find in them
The things we hate most
Were we born to live?
Were we born to die?
Why do we ground ourselves when we know
That we can fly? (Fly, yeah)
Fly
Fly, fly
Fly (Yeah)
We won't win
If we keep looking back
What's done is done
The past won't be undone
Everyone
Keep the faith
Subdue your hate
Before it's too late
There's a reason for the madness
There's a reason why
We're all falling down
Let us think about the action
That keeps our fingers pinched
White with desire
Were we born to live?
Were we born to die?
Why do we ground ourselves when we know, when we know, when we know
That we can fly? (Yeah)
Fly (Yeah)
Fly (You know we can fly, yeah)
Everyone
Keep the faith
Subdue your hate
Before it's too late
