We built this boat from borrowed wood
And sailed as far out as we could towards the sun
Before the waves came
Then we found we lost control
And we were racing to the point of no return
No one could save us
We had a chance, we were given the key
We threw it back, half-dead into the open sea
We lit a match in a forest full of dead wood
But if it's any consolation
I know that I did everything I could
So bury me in apathy
Excuses that you can't believe at all
But you get paid to
And as the temperature keeps rising
You feel the heat, but still deny the need for change
And they can't save you
We had a chance, we were given the key
We threw it back, half dead into the open sea
We lit a match in a forest full of dead wood
But if it's any consolation
I know that I did everything I could