CUNEATE

Lyrics

When the flame has died
And the bird has flown
Will another rise?
As the ashes fall?
Will the second phoenix
Outlive the first?
Can we ever really know
What we have learnt?

Is it really so hard?
Is there meaning here?
It is rarely spoken
But we know what we heard
And can a second chance
Outlive the first?
Will another reason
Give rise to the first?

Can a second chance
Alter how we play the game?
Can a brief encounter
Ever feel the same?
Is it really so hard
To be who we want to be?
Can we be mistaken
In our identity?