Year Of The Harvest - Bury Tomorrow

We put all our hope in northern stars

I hope the end of the winter isn’t too far

It’s this chemistry that’s forever pulling me

The feeling of wanting more than misery

Our hope is in each other

We must not stray from the path first chosen

As the light draws dim and the frost draws near

We must not fear

For it will clear

This is the path I’ve created

Hoping for the answers

Hoping that it’s not been in vain

Finding a way through the winter

Waiting for the harvest

Waiting to be rid of the cold

Move child

Now is the time

We’ve waited for these roots grow

And waited for the sun to shine

Leave now

Gather all you can

All our life’s work in one moment

Now stick to the plan

Stick to the plan

Year of the harvest

Hope of the lost

Year of the harvest

Hope of the lost

This is the path I’ve created

Hoping for the answers

Hoping that it’s not been in vain

Finding a way through the winter

Waiting for the harvest

Waiting to be rid of the cold

Rid of the cold

It’s starting over and I cannot bear to consume

Trying to figure a way to get through

This is the path I’ve created

Hoping for the answers

Hoping that it’s not been in vain

Finding a way through the winter

Waiting for the harvest

Waiting to be rid of the cold

Rid of the cold