Breathe deep and easy, Swallow this pride. Stare at my shaking hands through bone dry, bloodshot eyes. Clock strip the hours, I count the miles. Will you be there waiting, awake until sunrise?.
Hey, man, now did you hear?. Your final days are near. In a free fall of fire and ice. And explosions in the sky. . A fate, yeah, that we deserve. There's no escape, no.
When faith alone is not enough. To keep our hands barely above. We look for reason and come up empty-handed. And when our children fight our wars. While we sit back just keeping score.
This place rings with echoes of. lives once lived, but now are lost.. Time spent wondering about tomorrow.. I don't care if we lose it all tonight,. up in flames, burning bright..
Chairs thrown and tables toppled. Hands armed with broken bottles. Standing no chance to win but. We're not running, We're not running. . There's a point I think we're missing.