Texty: Ensign. Direction Of Things To Come. Hold.

These beliefs that I hold as true
You once, believed them too
Now the fire's gone from your eyes
And you've become what you once despised
But I, I still believe
In that simple guideline
In which, I take pride
And I, I find it hard to understand
How you could turn your back and walk away

A common bond that we once shared
Now it tears us apart
Uncommon ground is where we stand
And you, you don't even care

But I, I still believe
In that simple guideline
In which, I take pride
And I, I find it hard to understand
How you could turn your back and walk away

You just walked away
And I'm standing here all by myself
With these tears in my eyes
And I feel like I lost a brother
And I don't know why
Do you remember
The promise that you made
And now I watch
Another friend just fade away