You've got some fire, you've got some fire-raging thoughts
I see your sleep is burning off
I see your stare has had enough
This spells disaster, the kind that takes years to forget
But this spell's been broken, this spell's been cast
And cracked, and left for dead
We're crawling feet first through the window
Climbing fences made of facts
We're running head first into forests
With air filling up our lungs
And nothing is stopping, nothing's calling quite like
You and me and us
We won't find our way
We won't find our way back
Well that ship's been sailing though all around still looks the same
You've been on a shoestring budget baby
You've been on a rampage for some fame
You're in a gold mine but you're no canary anymore
Now you do the mining of that old ceiling
You do the digging through the floor
It's a second, a minute, the blink of an eyelid
A penny, a paperclip thought to have been hid
It's lint in the pocket and lies on the docket
We're hanging our laundry to dry
It's what's fallen that's mighty, the tears of the broken
Blessed be those without voice who have spoken
It's flat earth deniers, eat, drink and live highers
While corners have folded right in
It's a current, a whisper, a breath and a fist full of
Flowers for dead 'cause we've only been sleeping
It's movement, a waking, a give and forsaking
It's where you are