Heavy hands and heavy hearts

It doesn’t matter how many sunrises you flee
somewhere there is a cock’s crow that cannot be extinguished
So let’s be men, let’s be women, let’s be human,
Let’s begin
Your body laying perfectly still will not hold up the skies
and keep the forecast from falling and if you remain longer
You will be stuck watching these strangers you call friends
Become stranger still,
You’re afraid to admit that they’ve become boring
And the new theme of your life is escape
It’s only up to you,
Your parents didn’t cast aside their dreams, work Christmas days, give you their last penny
For you to be unhappy,
It is time to make something of yourself