You might have your reasons
Keep them to yourself
I don’t need a building or a cross dangle from a shelf
It’s the yawn that I love
Terra spinning on an open hand
And we’ll crumble down to dust
Guess we’ll never understand
Don’t tell me it’s the end of the world
The ocean is all poison
And the sky laments with ash
A hundred million silhouettes of soldiers dancing in the flash
It’s the yawn that I love
Tanks playing on a marble floor
I was chipping at the crust
No baby you don’t understand
Don’t tell me it’s the end of the world
Come alive
They will never understand why
I came to bring you life
And take it with the other hand