Belong - Cynic

My friend you know it’s okay, don’t you hurt yourself

The pain is the first grace, don’t you know it’s time

I tell you, keep it alive now, love is the chariot you ride

Two hearts, colliding pillows, will discover peace

Their minds in search of windows, without light to breathe

I tell you, keep it alive now, love is the chariot you ride

Far is the place now, that holds you in this time

Running for shelter, hiding yourself behind your life

Healing in all ways that casts you free in time

I don’t believe, I can’t believe, I won’t believe, it’s wrong

It’s wrong, it’s not wrong