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Where were we before we were left?
Maybe we were slow dancing somewhere between
heaven and hell. Wasteland, ash-covered, smoke-
filled, waltzing in the ruins, in the middle of a war.
Where would we be if we left?
Perhaps flying on the highway, running away from
A futureless land. You have always wanted to just
Leave it all behind, drive to the world's end to hide.
We were running, running and running but still ended
Up at the same place where we started. The young only
Know to run but maybe war is in our blood and there are
Some things you can't outrun.
The world shall fall with -- shouts and screams
When anger burns down rationality, slow but
Sure, will you let the wolves sharpen your teeth
To a knife they can use to plunge into your back
When words become bullets and your lips feel
like a smoking gun, will you let pain fill your
Veins, will you let rage escape from your throat
The world shall fall with -- rain and storm
When frozen hearts stole the little warmth
Left on this land, will you still remember you have
a hand to hold out, a voice longing for music
When your last home is a ship destined to
Become wreckage at the bottom of the ocean
Will you drown your fear with tears and wait
Or will you sing, repaying the cold waves in song
Amidst the shouts and screams, find strength in
A melody, a remedy, maybe someone would sing along
Sing about a little thing called hope, a name long
Forgotten, a creature who found her home inside
A maze, waiting for someone, anyone, for lost souls
Don't ask why it has to be you, just stay with me for a
Moment in this fading glory of a city. Dance with me
On the edge of the world, sing with me through the night
And maybe, just maybe, we can keep the dying light alive.