[Verse
The only thing that's left is the manuscript
Now and then I reread the manuscript
Words like echoes in a hollow room
Dreams are scattered but it'll all resume
[Verse 2
The Professor said to write what you know
Lookin' backwards might be the only way to go
Pages torn but the story's still alive
Every heartbeat feels just like a dive
[Chorus
Pen on paper dreams start to form
Underneath the sunshine before the storm
Every line a journey to the past
Manuscript in hand we'll make it last
[Verse 3
Little scribbles fill the margins wide
Words unwritten come from deep inside
Characters dance on a faded stage
In this book we're breaking out the cage
[Bridge
Sometimes lost in the words we weave
In the lines we find the tales we believe
Verse by verse our history unfolds
In the manuscript our story's told
[Chorus
Pen on paper dreams start to form
Underneath the sunshine before the storm
Every line a journey to the past
Manuscript in hand we'll make it last