Pompeii

I was left to my own devices

Many days fell away with nothing to show

And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

And the clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I supposed to be an optimist about this?

How am I supposed to be an optimist about this?

Were we caught up and lost in all of our vices?

In your pose as the dust settled around us

And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

And the clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I supposed to be an optimist about this?

How am I supposed to be an optimist about this?

Oh, where do we begin?

The rubble or our sins?

Oh, where do we begin?

The rubble or our sins?

And the walls kept tumbling down

In the city that we love

And the clouds roll over the hills

Bringing darkness from above

But if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?

And if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like you've been here before?

How am I supposed to be an optimist about this?

How am I supposed to be an optimist about this?

But if you close your eyes

Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?