NO MORE

Let's write something bright, let it feel like Release. This autumn won't offer its chances in Vain. No more ragged lines of the bridges we Burned. No anthems of ashes and self-made Pain. Let melodies drift like an easy guitar. The ink finding life in a lighter refrain. And over hot coffee on some winter night. We'll smile at the fear that we broke from The chains. No more, no more stories distorted By grief. No more of bleeding souls begging Relief, yeah. We're way off the script and it feels like Freedom. A midnight confession that shows us the Way. We're out of the lines but we've found Our kingdom. A brand new sunrise to step In the day. No more. No More. The cold morning chill brings a promise so clear. Solid ground underneath and the sun breaking Through. And someone lights up through the glow of A screen. A quiet soft hey when no more Words will do. To hell with the dogmas and Textbook routines. We're our own greatest allies and worst enemies. This autumn knows all of the shifts in the Scene. Where a full stop belongs, Where a new verse can breathe. No more, no more stories distorted By grief. Oh, no more Of bleeding souls begging relief, Yeah. We're way off the script and it feels like Freedom. A midnight confession that shows us the Way. We're out of the lines but we've found Our kingdom. A brand new sunrise to step in The day. A brand new sunrise. Keep moving on. We broke the chains. No more. No More. More.