Writing History Lyrics

I'm watching the sky as they turn back.
I'm counting the time.
The people in the line are covering their eyes.
The sky turns too bright.
We'll make it to the books
and we'll make their fate.
My head feels so strange as I open the door.
This is the first day.
We're all holding hands, I close my eyes.
Oh how they could not see?

They made it to the books
and they made our fate.
They made it to the books
and we'll make them forgotten.