It wasnīt guilt that brought them here they had no choice they could not stay this time They tried so hard to preserve the world they knew to hard to hold their line I fear that innocence has lost itīs way this time Thereīs no future in the past I know that now we have to percieve our hate And itīs to late to change events life is a matter of sense redemtion comes to he who waits I fear that innocence has lost itīs way this time It hurts when you try to remember
