Threshold - Staring at the Sun

Well, you talk about the way out like there's no way out
When you talk about the way out
And you talk about redemption with a heart of doubt
When you talk about the way out
Well, you talk about surrender like you know you've lost
When you talk about surrender
Well, I hope that you remember there's a line you cross
when you talk about surrender

Maybe we're meant to bow down
as we enter our darkest hour,
but I'll be staring at the sun
Maybe they want us to break
at their pointed display of power,
but we have only just begun

Well, you talk of intervention like a long-lost dream
When you talk of intervention
Do you start to feel the tension like a heart of steam
when you talk of intervention?

Maybe we're meant to bow down
as we enter our darkest hour,
but I'll be staring at the sun
Maybe they want us to break
at their pointed display of power,
but we have only just begun
Maybe they're stirred by the boundaries
they blurred in their darkest hour,
but time will level all they've done
Maybe they want us to break
at their pointed display of power,
but we have only just begun