Seven

Sew it on

Face the fool

December's tragic drive

When time is poetry

And stolen the world outside

The waiting could crush my heart

Sew it on

Face the fool

The tide breaks, a wave of fear

And brave songs disappear

To the secret voice of dawn

This last time raise my eyes

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

The right words in time

The right words

Sew it on

Face the fool

The mirrors lie, those aren't my eyes

Destroy them, raise my hand

Reflected in savage shards

A new face, a soul reborn

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time

The right words in time

The right words