All the pieces hit the ground with a sick soundnTime frames moving in slow motionnSifting through setting in as the smoke clearsnConsequences marching in rotationnGot a feeling that this is gonna bruisenI'm pretty sure this is gonna be costlynSit down cause there's nothing left to donHands covering your head and you wish you could start againnnFire comes and it burns the brush awaynrain comes downnSnow falling in a lifeless graynsun comes downnSomething new comes cautiously from the dustnAnd spreads its limbs toward the heavens.nnColors bleed and they mix into a dull brownnThe more you mix the more its getting darkernHeat rises and it leaves behind a lukewarmnFeel it go, feel a heart get hardernLosing something that you said you'd never losenYou trade it in for something that you can't standnLet go now there's nothing left to donHands covering your head now you're ready to start againnnFire comes and it burns the brush awaynrain comes downnSnow falling in a lifeless graynsun comes downnSomething new comes cautiously from the dustnAnd spreads its limbs toward the heavens.nnA second chance is all you have left.nRemember why you cling to this gift.nA new day, a new start, the world turns.nSometimes you've got to crash before you learn.