Fragile

If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one Drying in the color of the evening sun Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away But something in our minds will always stay On and on the rain will fall On and on the rain will fall Perhaps this final act was meant to clinch a lifetime's argument That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could For all those born beneath an angry star Lest we forget how fragile we are On and on the rain will fall like tears from a star On and on the rain will see how fragile we are If blood will flow when fresh and steel are one Drying in the color of the evening sun Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away But something in our minds will always stay On and on the rain will fall like tears from a star On and on the rain will see how fragile we are How fragile we are, how fragile we are How fragile we are, how fragile we are