These will be the years [x4]

Years

These will be the years

Years

The sun hits like a bullet of faith

And then suddenly I'm wide awake

Fake bliss, our apologies made

Was an enemy with no escape

My hands were tied

But now they're not

So grab on to desire and run away

These will be the years

These will be the years

Lights will all appear

These will be the years

Years