Lyrics of Last bitter fruit

Sometimes in the worst of all situations
Comes the best of all possible times
When the dust settles down
And the shadows have lifted
Hand in hand we will watch the sunrise
A lightning bolt sliced
Through the late summer skyline
Now a cool healing rain waits to fall
The survivors are few
And the heroes are many
Though their stories may never be told
Now is no time for harvesting hate
The last bitter fruit on the vine
Were all in pursuit of a fountain of truth
Nothing will stop us this time
Well drink till our tears run dry
The snow will soon fall
And sweeten the landscape
Like a single red rose on the grave
If theres really a face to all of our sorrow
Like a river it just runs away
We all have a day
Weve committed to memory
And those days always