Flames on the horizon
Smoke approaching heights
What we thought was worth fighting for
And end our moonless nights

A message sent
Erase the norm
The young so fearless
We are the storm

In the changing of times
Never came in to feelings of hopelessness
Accompanied

Under a different pressure,
We collide with the threat of tearing it all apart
Clockwise we spiral through the foundations
Away from town we dart

A word withheld
Write the story
The old and feckless
And live without glory