Huntsmen - Lean Times Lyrics

From the first summer snow
To the last winter thaw
Lean times for some...
But not all
Too many souls
On the same twisted road
Colliding prismatically
With the unknowable
But I knew it was so
That a seedling would grow
When our tears died in the dirt below
And a hero is born
Who to justice is sworn
And we're the hero
Stumble on,
Your shoulders shrug beneath the yoke
But whose shoulders
Have not shrugged,
Who hasn't toiled alone?
And there'll be time to listen by the fire
When the work is done,
The world is whole
We'll remember,
At the journey's end is hope
And I knew it was so,
An inferno would grow
From the kindling of our kindness
From the shadow we'd rend
The reins to the end
And we would steer home
Lean times, lean times...
Better times to come