Face it, it's all gone Stolen from my hands, And I know That we'll be moving on from Babylon From Babylon You'd think I'd be used to this The endless night Scraping away, well Just to survive We need some hope here But it's bone dry This hard rain Fills these scarred skies Moving, is forced Breathing in dust, yet again Wasting our love On a final shot You'd think I'd be used to this The endless night Scraping away, well Just to survive We need some hope here But it's bone dry This hard rain Fills these scarred skies Oh, scarred skies Oh, and we lost Babylon And we lost Babylon Filled these scarred skies Oh, scarred skies Oh, and we lost Babylon