The March - Adrian Borland

We march through our lives so sure

Keeping all of our doubts behind closed doors

Wishing that light would conquer those walls

And it’s never too late to see that we

May have been so wrong before

And now we can face our faults

«There's no time like now» I said

Should have said it to myself

«There's no time like now» I said

But I should have said it to myself

It’s never too late to see the path

You’ve taken has caused you’re life to be

Far from your heart lost in the cold

And we are such a curious blend

Of weakness and strength

The tears of the tallest men will fall

At the smallest hint of soul