Here we are
Walking through the city
With the lights out
It looks so god damn pretty
Is this happening?
Is this a dream?
What to do to find my way back...
In the absence
Of control that you so seek
Foolish minds think foolish thing
Is this a dream?
We're fighting against a wall
These sparks that spawned from war
And all I can think of now
Is to find my way back...
We're fighting against a wall
These sparks that spawned from war
And all I can think of now
Is to find my way back...
Home!
What is happening?
This world slowly turns
There's nothing left for you
There's nothing left for me here too
Here we are
Walking through the city
With the lights out
It looks so god damn pretty
Its all happened
Its not a dream
But I have to find my way back...
In the absence of control that you crave
Your foolish mind created foolish things
Foolish minds think foolish thing
Is this a dream?
We're fighting against a wall
These sparks that spawned from war
And all I can think of now
Is to find my way back...
We're fighting against a wall
These sparks that spawned from war
And all I can think of now
Is to find my way back...
Home!
We've talked about a form of moral control
Measures deemed fit to guide them all
Literature from past and present seems to dissipate
Now chasms appear filled with an extreme of torrid hate
We've talked about a form of moral control
Measures deemed fit to guide them all
Literature from past and present seems to dissipate
Now chasms appear filled with an extreme of torrid hate
As we fade away
As this earth decays
To stand up again
Or do we all...
Or do we all walk away
