​Fytch
Without Heaven
You keep calling
Is someone there
No answer
Comes out of thin air

Keep stalling
Still holding us back from ourselves
We have to play
The hand we’re dealt

We can’t wait for heaven to open up
Or gold to fall down out of the sky
No one can walk the path laid out for you

Stop falling
Stop falling for the lies
That you tell yourself

We need to learn
We are the help
And in the end
We’ve only got ourselves

We can’t wait for heaven to open up
Or gold to fall down out of the sky
No one can walk the path laid out for you
Out of the darkness
Into the light
Victory comes
To those willing to fight