Season Of Sundays Take a look mankind, what have we done Walk on silent, what has become This age we lead that leaves regret We move forward and we forget Look now mankind, what has become See in these eyes a broken man In worlds different, who understands What justice have you to take away The innocence of yesterday See now mankind, who understands I fall to your knees, I crash to the ground As I cry out your name, I didn't hear a sound If your view ever changes, I hope one day it will Until a phoenix rises, I stand still Guide me father, what can be done You have the answers, I want the truth Can I forget what engraved my mind Can I rebuild what I had inside Tell me father, tell me the truth Look now mother, what can be done In time life changed under this sun That never sets in this gray sky Where everyone's attempt to try Tell me mother, what can be one I fall to your knees, I crash to the ground As I cry out your name, I didn't hear a sound If your view ever changes, I hope one day it will Until a phoenix rises, I stand still As I fall to your knees, I crash to the ground As I cry out your name, oblivious to sound If your view someday changes, I hope today it will Until that moment, until the truth, until mind rest Until it's in you, until the spirit flies into forever Until the phoenix rises, I stand still Until the phoenix rises, I stand still Until the phoenix rises, I stand still