Too close To not get involved Way too far To see the shapes in the sky ♪ Knowledge does not flow from a dead race And death comes Following a beam of light ♪ Like severed senses So easy to lure us away To make sure we stay on track That there is no one to warn About the train What does it matter now Who got to be wrong or right We all are burned the same Not one of us gets to stay ♪ We all had our options We just chose to give 'em away For a moment of passion To sound out a worthless voice in the wind ♪ Rain comes down on us Air seems to stop its move Sing a song while we wait Overture to connect the ends ♪ Behold The hanging blade Looming still To cut us on command Remind us What we are worth Sing a song While we wait for demise