Silesia - Jeniferever

The morning turns old, the air turns cold and harsh within a breath,

within a breath

The air turns cold and gets harder to breathe, to breathe

The beliefs we grew up with failed us too soon

The god whose back you covered didn’t cover yours

There’s brightness and colors, a call and it turns dark

The path that you walked, did you see light or a way to get out, to get out

Did you see light or a decent way to put it out

The beliefs we grew up with failed us too soon

The god whose back you covered didn’t cover yours

The beliefs we grew up with failed us too soon

The god whose words you trusted gave up on you

The shoulders you leaned on, they can’t hold you no more

The lines you inherited, that’s all you have