we were cast down from the clouds we had so far to fall waiting in this field of hours so unfamiliar now I can still remember small white ashes to heaven crack a smile if it makes you feel right an escape if you want it but save your prayers for yourself save your prayers for someone else stop this madness while you can save your prayers for yourself (Lead Break: “Wayfarer 515,” R. Bruchert & M. Sugar) sever every outstretched arm unwelcome in my home and if you dream of saving me you might wake up alone because I can still remember small white ashes to heaven crack a smile if it makes you feel right an escape if you want it save your prayers for someone else stop this madness while you can save your prayers for yourself