In The Mourning.

You escape like a runaway train,
off the tracks and down again.
My hearts beating like a steam boat tugging all your burdens,
on my shoulders...

In the mourning I'll rise.
In the mourning I’ll let you die.
In the mourning...
All my worry...

Now there’s nothing but time that’s wasted,
and words that have no backbone.
Oh, the whole world seems to be waiting.
Can you hear the echoes fading?

In the mourning I'll rise.
In the mourning I'll let you die
In the mourning...

All my sorrys...