Lyrics: Braison Cyrus/Jordan Lindley
Music: Braison Cyrus
Where the sun rises on the hill
Put me there, bury me there
And if you see me walking still
I am there, I’ll meet you there
Of all the paths we could have walked
I’m just glad ours crossed
And all the battles we have fought
And all the friends we lost
On our way along
When the sun rises on the field
I hope you’ll see a glimpse of me
And though the wounds they haven’t healed
Just let them be and you’ll be free
Of all the paths we could have walked
I’m just glad ours crossed
And all the battles we have fought
And all the lovers we have lost
On our way along
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime when I look at that hill
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime when I look at that hill
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime when I look at that hill
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime
Of all the paths we could have walked
I’m just glad ours crossed
And all the battles we have fought
And the many lives it cost
On our way along
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime-time-time-time
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime-time-time-time
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill
I feel it everytime-time-time-time
Times running out I’ve had too much to kill