We'll

be

a

mill-

ion

face-

s,

a

gen-

er-

a-

tion

lost

A

path

of

self-

des-

truc-

tion;

the

Taur-

us

runs

a-

mok

Trad-

ing

green-

er

pas-

tures

for

sil-

ver-

tin-

ted

suns-

This

threat

bes-

towed

up-

on

us

will

on-

ly

strength-

en

us

Don't

look

back,

a

new

life's

wait-

ing

All

not

saved

will

be

lost--

You'll

see

a

mill-

ion

face-

s,

flee-

ing

the

moth-

er-

land

in

droves

Who

knows

if

we

will

make

it

to

that

place

we'll

some-

day

call

home?

The

straw

won't

break

the

cam-

el's

back

when

our

backs

are

up

ag-

ainst

the

wall

Un-

der

the

cov-

er

of

your

dark-

ness,

and

so

our

plight

en-

dea-

vours

on---

Don't

look

back,

a

new

life's

wait-

ing

All

not

saved

will

be

lost-

If

it's

a

no-

where

road,

we'll

find

sal-

va-

tion

Some-

where

in

Av-

a-

lon--

On

the

jour-

ney

with

no

dis-

tance,

to

a

place

that

we

nev-

er

left

And

the

suff-

'ring

is

how

we

o-

ver-

come--

And

we

ques-

tion

ev-

'ry-

thing

we

know,

in

search-

ing

for

Av-

a-

lon

Our

am-

bi-

tion

is

how

we

learn

to

fail--

Don't

look

back,

a

new

life's

wait-

ing

All

not

saved

is-

lost

Don't

slow

down

on

this

no-

where

road

Where

we

all

be-

long