And we all fall down,
at the end of the showdown.
Our souls were on fire,
so we'll sweep up the ash now.
A world so still; so full of affection.
It breaks your will,
that's the art of deception.
We're picking up the pieces of our lives,
slipping through our fingers as the fire fills the sky.
Here comes the sea of change, rise up from the grave
we'll start again.
We stand so still,
as we curse our connection.
From all we are, from our hope and redemption.
And it all, and it all, and it all went wrong,
with the words from a love song.
And we sang it out
with the best of intention.
We're picking up the pieces of our lives,
slipping through our fingers as the fire fills the sky.
Here comes the sea of change, rise up from the grave,
we'll start again (x5)