Restore

Night falls through her fingers
Blinds drawn lines on the wall
Been a long time since she's seen the sun
Or felt loved by anyone

Who thought there could be a price
On her beauty, on her life?
Locked down without a choice
Waiting to be found and

Restored, she's not through fighting yet
'Til all the flowers come to life again

Slowly scenes are changing
Doors are breaking down for good
But the dark and empty mem'ries
Aren't fading like they should
Not enough just to make it through, no
She was meant to dream
And the fight isn't over yet
Not 'til all are free and

Restored, she's not through fighting yet
'Til all the flowers come to life again

Here we are, all the same
Watching seeds grow in the rain
Could a story shake us, could it change us?

Here we are, all the same
Watching seeds grow in the rain
Could a story break us, could it save us?

Restore this garden that we know
'Til from the dead land new life starts to grow

(c) Rorie 2015