One Minute Winter - Petrichor 2019 Lyrics

Wake up as we draw our last breath
At the hands of the syndicate's mess
All that we'd been told was all nothing but lies
And now we suffer from their mistakes

Watch as liberty all fades away
Helplessly exploited all day
Counting down hours it's all a waiting game where
Famine is nothing else but certain

There is always sweet in sour
There's always good in the darkest of hours
There's always melodies in this ditty
Just enjoy the sweetness of Petrichor

Pulling through is just the beginning
We must work like it's extra innings
I don't believe in lights at end of the tunnels
But sometimes cakes can be made with funnels

Watch as liberty all fades away
Helplessly exploited all day
Counting down hours it's all a waiting game where
Famine is nothing else but certain

There is always sweet in sour
There's always good in the darkest of hours
There's always melodies in this ditty
Just enjoy the sweetness of Petrichor

There is always sweet in sour
There's always good in the darkest of hours
There's always melodies in this ditty
Just enjoy the sweetness of Petrichor