Haerts - Hope

Young, is the air that fools breathe
Is their HOPE,
That is one that they see
Breathe, there's no reason to speak
I will follow

Do we see for the reason,
Break for the dark
They ride it
Building the bridges
On common grounds
We HOPE for what's never been there
Is to lose, the ragged shows that we wear
Then we search for the reason
And dream for the thoughts
They ride it
Building the bridges
On common grounds
Now the crazy don't want to believe
But what do I know?
I'm just hoping it slow

They will fall like all the others
That's just how life goes
Don't rush, don't
The finish line, you promised me
There will be HOPE

Then we search for the reason
And search for the thoughts
They ride it
Building the bridges
On common grounds
Now the crazy don't want to believe
But what do I know?
I'm just hoping it slow
Hoping it slow
Hoping it slow.