Vendetta White - PAZ, Birds of New York

Somebody told me once that’d we’d be fine

We gave it all we had like crashing waves

Somebody told me that I’m past my prime

And tell me how you reconcile what you leave behind

Oh now I’ve waded out too far

Hope is calling my vendetta white

I’ve waded out too far

I’m never turning back

I’m gonna reach that star

Oh now I’ve waded out too far

Somebody came to me and held my head

Stood there supporting by my side

But that was a battle cry of dark, of black

And the older that I get the less I want it back again

Oh now I’ve waded out too far

Hope is calling my vendetta white

I’ve waded out too far

I’m never turning back

I’m gonna reach that star

Oh now I’ve waded out too far