We stand alone, And we conquer The intimidating mountains That nobody dares to climb.
What are tears - When you alone Scream to get through? What are feelings - When you alone Express them And there is nobody To hear you out?
We journey alone, And we ride Those stormy waves That will swallow us whole.
What are words - That are the knives To a person's flesh? What are hearts - That drown themselves In self doubt and hate, And there is nobody To understand?
We sit alone, And we voice out Our empty silence - That crumbles the noise.
And what of us - As we go mad Within a whirlwind Of thoughts And the vengeful clouds That loom over
That drag us into the stormy seas... And bring us home.