A father said to his son
"you should be waking up. Your salvation is here, your
Eyes will open up
All the times that I said you wouldn't understand, I
Meant them"

Wait forever to see the child locked inside everybody
Is free there is no need to hide
To decieve is to flee from the opened eye

So just turn around to face the pale sun
Sweeped across the silent morning
Shades of grey they won't wait for no one
So just turn around to face the pale sun

"to boast the sudden conquest of a foriegn land to
Snuff the silver wasp
To waste the gifts of man and all the things that I
Said you didn't understand." said sir hexagram

So the son set out to find the twisting fan
Lifted from the bones lifted from the sand
Perched upon a gate he waits with bird in hand.

So just turn around to face the pale sun
Sweeped across the silent morning
Shades of grey they won't wait for no one
So just turn around to face the pale sun

Cause we've heard rumors of new worlds forming
But we, place our selves with in the plot of the free
And clearer mind where the light is caught

So just turn around to face the pale sun
Sweeped across the silent morning
Shades of grey they won't wait for no one
So just turn around to face the pale sun

Copyright: REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Writer(s): ROB BARBATO