A tall thing that could rise to any occasion
Something unspoken, a whisper always heard
And you and I cherish this thing more than forever
Smarting, it stings now in the pass
And if we tear this kingdom down, tear it down
Let it be with a deserving and joyous sound
Whistling river in the split of a desert drying
A mirror to reflect what you always must see
And paradise we agreed was a portrait of the two of us
Well the pictures are fragile and the ideas taking the trees
And if we tear this kingdom down, tear it down
Let it be with a deserving and joyous sound
In the form of this burned up basement
We'll mourn all that used to be
And the chalk scrawls out the shape of our bodies
And the crows move faster than we can see
And if we tear this kingdom down, tear it down
Let it be with a deserving and joyous sound
In the midst of this deadly hunger
I am starving for a feast
But from the distance a dusk is rapidly approaching
Promising cold only after it cuts
And if we tear this kingdom down, tear it down
Let it be with a deserving and joyous sound