Gone - Matt Elliott

　　Face full of sun

　　And we run

　　'Til we lose our way

　　Bad thoughts are gone

　　War is won

　　All's in it's place

　　The day's all ours

　　Until we

　　Trip on a grave

　　Birds stop their song

　　As you turn

　　To me and say

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone

　　We will be gone we will be gone

　　We will be gone