We are the children who grew too fast
Or will they Break Like The Wind
We are the dust of a future past
We raise our voices in the night
Crying to heaven
And will our voices be heard
We are the footprints across the sands We are the thumb on a stranger's hand
We made a promise in the night
Swearing to heaven
Is this a promise we keep
Or one we Break Like The Wind We are the guests who have stayed too long
We send our hearts into the night
And will out hearts still beat on
Soaring to heaven
We are the end of the endless song
Or will they Break Like The Wind
Break Like The Wind
Break Like The Wind
Break Break Break
Break Like The Wind
Break Like The Wind.
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