Our Wasteland

Our Wasteland
These desolate sands, with these calloused hands
We grip our fate, because it's too late, too late
How could we of known, the seeds had been sown
cnd I can't live this way, taking back my days, my days
Welcome to our wasteland
Where have our dreams gone?
cnd welcome to our wasteland
Where have our dreams gone?
Welcome to our wasteland
Where have our dreams gone?
cnd welcome to our wasteland
Where have our dreams gone?
Where we must go, we who wonder this wasteland, in search for our better selves