Bend the Bow

I hear the quiet coming on

I know the night is going by

you are the secret in the sky

you are the process and the whythe earth is crumbling and i am tumbling

into your arms i must go

as i am mumbling could you forgive him

and try to tell me when to rowthe time has come to bend the bow

the time has come to bend the bow

don't try and tell me you don't know

since this is war we must bendeverybodys thinking the same thing

everybodys dreaming the same dream

you got yourself caught in between

where your going and where you want to be