Waiting out the irons cold
Staring at the marigolds
The neck of woods, your haunted dreams
None of which seems real to me
The choice is yours to be made
We can all go out this way
The kindred soul when on to say
The shots are fired
The world will burn
No one knows to whom to turn
The ashes piled will soon degrade
And break apart
They'll break apart
We'll break apart
It'll break apart
No
Far away from the sun
A city trails against the night
We're the ones beneath the gun
Singing fades across the sky
You can run but you can't hide
Having said one-hundred times
This is when and where you'll die
There's nothing more, nothing less
Disparity can't count us bless
Everything that is alive
Will soon depart
Will soon depart
We'll break apart
It'll break apart