(Composição: Phil Sgrosso, Jordan Mancino, Josh Gilbert, Nick Hipa, Tim Lambesis) The wreckage seemed too great for me I saw my dreams collapsing, collapsing But through debris, the tragedy Not one of us died fighting The wreckage We somehow found a way through storming weather Enduring skies turned grey when we all said never The winds, the rain Downpour needed to cultivate We don't get to choose when it rains We can fight or just get washed away Will we be transformed or Feel like we're drowning, drowning? The wreckage So use the storms ahead to flood out shortcomings And then use what is left to water what is worth planting The winds, the rain Downpour needed to cultivate Debris, tragedy But not one of us died, but not one of us died fighting We don't get to choose when it rains We can fight or just get washed away Will we be transformed or Feel like we're drowning? Will we fight or just get washed away? And now the mountains that we face are starting to look more like hills We rose to a higher plain so the whole horizon fell It fell, the whole horizon fell Through the debris of tragedy Not one of us died fighting, fighting We don't get to choose when it rains We can fight or just get washed away Will we be transformed or Feel like we're drowning? We don't get to choose when it rains We can fight or just get washed away Will we be transformed or Feel like we're drowning? The wreckage that once seemed insurmountable to me Is now becoming a part of rebuilding We somehow found a way through storming weather Enduring skies turned grey when we all said never So use the storms ahead to flood out shortcomings And then use what is left to water what is worth planting Deep roots that refuse, deep roots that refuse Deep roots that refuse, that refuse to break Deep roots that refuse, refuse to break Deep roots that refuse to break
