From the corner of my eyes
I see the shadows rise
And disappear
Disappear
Though the fire's burning low
It's that lazy golden glow
That calls them here
Calls them here
I stay waiting on the fallout
For a voice to call out
From the dark
From the dark
I stay waiting on the fallout
For a voice to call out
From the dark
From the dark
Oh it burns from white to grey
And nothing gold can stay
If it never comes
So I strain against the sound
Of a hammer going down
To hear the drums
I stay waiting on the fallout
For a voice to call out
From the dark
From the dark
I stay waiting on the fallout
For a voice to call out
From the dark
From the dark
I stay waiting on the fallout
For a voice to call out
From the dark
From the dark
I stay waiting on the fallout
For a voice to call out
From the dark
From the dark