Cling to signs greedy for high regard
Even now steering towards harm
Missing out, missing the moon, the morning
Humbled now, daring to lose all
To lose all
If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
You’re still fine
If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
Give it up to the light
Purposed, strived, daily for oh so long
Dashing and tearing towards the sword
Missing out, missing the moon, the morning
Humbled now, daring to lose all
To lose all
If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
You’re still fine
If, of course, you’re telling me
What’s in sight
Raise a toast, sounding reveille
Give it up to the light
