Soon to be broken Never chosen our demise Soon to be broken I could see it in your eyes Fate overpowered Broken buds in our yard Dreaded the hour Once a friend now a scar Seventy seven Arrows splitting us apart Seventy seven On the doorbell to your heart Cruel autumn showers Fizzy water gone flat Kisses turn sour No more arrows to cast Do you wanna fight don't you wanna fight? My fists are in tow On the great divide swallowing my pride It was all just for show Soon to reopen A true emotion to be dared Sweet foggy notion I can feel it