Text: Hundred Reasons. Avalanche.

The avalanche
we strode towards
is nothing too us at all
with all its force we know it cannot
ever concieve to stand in our way


[CHOURUS]
condascending
chased it to well
we're the first ones
start our lives here


and changing patterns dont take a toll
we wont forget why we are here
with our hands held together,
the clouds part
as if they knew not to stand in our way

[Chourus]x2