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Myles Kennedy

Sifting Through The Fire

 

Sifting Through The Fire

(album: The Ides Of March - 2021)


I guess that now we know
The citadel we thought was made of stone was not
It's crumbling, we're reckoning the very things we cannot stop

I guess that now we know
That we've been sleeping at the wheel now that we're lost
Don't try and tell me everything's alright when we know they're not

We're burning up and burning out
For what cannot be found
Through the remnants of the truth that let us down
A fever dream without a doubt
We're all alone just sifting through the fire
Just sifting through the fire

It's funny how life's tragedies
Will wake us from our slumber in due time
To bring about the answers to believe in while we're still alive

We're burning up and burning out
For what cannot be found
Through the remnants of the truth that let us down
A fever dream without a doubt
We're all alone just sifting through the fire

It's not our fault, we have to stop and realize
That through the mire, we have to walk together so we can survive
So we can survive

If one day, we look back and find
From all of this, we redefined our cause
I hope it brought us unity, an undivided call to all

We're burning up and burning out
For what cannot be found
Through the remnants of the truth that let us down
A fever dream without a doubt
We're all alone just sifting through the fire, oh
It's an information overload in time
Just sifting through the fire
Just sifting through the fire

Information overload in time
Is forcing us to question who is right
Who is right
Who is right
It blows my mind

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