To the Fray

Oh, where are we to go? To find comfort these days When tragedy prospers And peace decays Oh, where are we to go? To find freedom these days When hope gets hard to hold If giving in is what pays Nothing ever comes Oh, if nothing ever goes Oh, the tallest of heights Can't be reached if we are dragging up the lows Oh, where are we to go? To find strength these days? When loving has turned to fear And we turn to the fray Nothing ever comes Oh, if nothing ever goes Oh, the tallest of heights Can't be reached if we are dragging up the lows Forgive the order As it seems contrived Just be grateful You are alive, you, you breathe Oh, you see the sun rise And every day Oh, you You will survive Oh, where are we to go? To find comfort these days When tragedy prospers And we fall to the fray Nothing ever comes Oh, if nothing ever goes Oh, the tallest of heights Can't be reached if we are dragging up the lows Nothing ever comes Oh, if nothing ever goes Oh, the tallest of heights Can't be reached if we are dragging up the lows Oh, where are we to go?