Just before the sunrise
You can see the moonlight
Mingling the night and day
Some things you can't recover
Until you discover
Where the blue and gold turns grey
Longing for something you just can't touch
Every day grows a little longer
Every heart feels a hunger
Looking for a place
Searching for Grace Unknown
Scattered like ashes
Living on a turning stone
Looking for a place
Searching for Grace Unknown
Connected by a chalk line
Dying on the grapevine
Breathing in the smoking gun
Picking up the piеces
Trying to conceive of
Thе losses from the wars we won
Though the world grows quiet your thoughts won't rest
And you can't escape the night
You don't see an end in sight
You can see the moonlight
Mingling the night and day
Some things you can't recover
Until you discover
Where the blue and gold turns grey
Longing for something you just can't touch
Every day grows a little longer
Every heart feels a hunger
Looking for a place
Searching for Grace Unknown
Scattered like ashes
Living on a turning stone
Looking for a place
Searching for Grace Unknown
Connected by a chalk line
Dying on the grapevine
Breathing in the smoking gun
Picking up the piеces
Trying to conceive of
Thе losses from the wars we won
Though the world grows quiet your thoughts won't rest
And you can't escape the night
You don't see an end in sight
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