Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
So young
Did it even matter?
So young
Did it even matter?
It felt so strange living in my grave
Count each breath, waiting to expire
Remember home, dying here alone
Hollow words, anthems from the choir
Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The lies they told
Can we make sense of it all
The beauty in the sorrow
So young
Did it even matter?
So young
Did it even matter?
It felt so strange looking at your grave
An early end, I read letters to remember
So I moved on or so the story goes
Shots rang out, red flowers a reminder
Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The beauty in the sorrow
The beauty in the sorrow
So young
Did it even matter?
So young
Did it even matter?
Chorus:
Can we make sense of it all?
The lies our fathers told
To find the beauty in the sorrow
The lies they told
Can we make sense of it all?
The beauty in the sorrow