The Turn

The hardened lumps of charred old chunks That sit inside your chest Have left your hands in holy lands Forsaken and bereft The golden sky is dead, her wizened Finger says you've failed It's time to go, son, and you know You've lost the holy grail A man sits down to pen a verse But surely nothing comes He's in a strange old town now Beneath the sinking sun The wind is cold, it's summer time The year's already gone The sun, it turns to laugh at you And the planet that you're on Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way We'll make a sound When this all is over When this all is dead They'll pick apart the notions That rattle in your head The ship's already moving It's never going to stop The sun meets the horizon As you look upon your lot Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way We'll make a sound Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way We'll make a sound Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way We'll make a sound Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way We'll make a sound Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way Turn, we'll find better days Burned to the ground Mourn, it's the only way