While The World Awaits

While The World Awaits - Suburban Tribe

You say it's meaningless and that I fly too low

It's a waste of time and I have to let it go

All the worn out memories spiced with fear

Panic hits as the bruises won't disappear

The feeling's too strong

While the world awaits

The prophets speak in rhyme

While the fallen ones in turmoil praise their kind

With an ounce of hope and a bowl of dust

Dreams are crushed down while the world awaits

While the world awaits

Crown

Now that the shrieking noise has turned into silence

And all this push and pull

It makes no difference

Try live the vicious lie caressed by fear

Panic hits as the bruises won't disappear

The feeling's too strong

While the world awaits

The prophets speak in rhyme

While the fallen ones in turmoil praise their kind

While the world awaits

With an ounce of hope and a bowl of dust

Dreams are crushed down while the world awaits

While the world awaits

While the world awaits

We are fighting this in all it's madness

With these splintered fragments all is senseless

Numb receptive minds caressed by fear

Panic hits as the bruises won't disappear

The feeling's too strong

While the world awaits

The prophets speak in rhyme

While the fallen ones in turmoil praise their kind

While the world awaits

With an ounce of hope and a bowl of dust

Dreams are crushed down while the world awaits

While the world awaits

While the world awaits

While the world awaits