For all the mystery the West holds,
And all the loneliness contained within its open air.
It is filled with an undying sense of rebirth.
Where failure isn’t the end.
It is merely an experience.
For all the mystery the West holds,
And all the loneliness contained within its open air.
It is filled with an undying sense of rebirth.
Where failure isn’t the end.
It is merely an experience.