[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