See the smoke before the fire
Pacing like a gun for hire
Know the end but fail to change
Pieces fit when rearranged
Lost in the sound
Dressed like a clown
And you waited all your life
To feel something right
And panic brought all that we could need
To feed
Anger black as soot and coal
Never seems to fill the soul
Days are lost within the hour
Damning faith and quick to sour
Lost in the sound
Dressed like a clown
And you waited all your life
To feel something right
And panic brought all that we could need
To feed
Broken souls in constant roam
Struggle most to build a home
But we alone are all that we could need
All that we could need
Rooted deep within this place
Just another choice to face
And you waited all your life
To feel something right
And panic brought all that we could need
To feed
Broken souls in constant roam
Struggle most to build a home
But we alone are all that we could need
All that we could need
