Dawn's tired eyes make shadows the day's first casualty As you lose my eyes again, you fell too short, everything has changed My trust fades I cannot see the sun First light never to be seen again As I come to terms with another death of a close past The final straw of a drawn out hate, well I unfold Half light arcs across the pavement, leaving it dull The highest clouds on the edge of space converge, I'll do this on my own Why should I be grateful? For a broken love, and a broken respect When it tears me down, I'll get back up, and I'll stand my ground My trust fades, I cannot see the sun First light never to be seen again Why should I be grateful for a broken love and a broken respect? The final straw of a drawn out hate, well, I need it back once more A shadowed face, how should I have done this on my own?