Lyrics The Forecast

The Forecast

Freebird 2: This Time It's Personal

Step into the light my dear

Drink up and drown your fears

With a bottle of poison sold

Now we know we wont be cold

Our guardian angels

Can't help us with this one

Now that your mind is numb

Let the truth spill out from

Our mouths into our souls

And pray that the morning comes

Tomorrow to save us from ourselves

In the morning we will realize

That we're taking our own lives

Today will be the last day of our lives

But together we will rise and face these trials

Triumph if we can its not that bad