Lost In the Fire

Lost in the fire, melting streets of gold

Do you see me now in the open?

Lost in the fire, melting streets of gold

Do you hear me now with the fallen?

I lift what's left up from the ash

My body's burned from what I've dealt

I see the world in which we've built

A burning city on a hill

What have we become? What have we become?

When the world is gone, the mud has washed our eyes

What have we become? What have we become?

When the world is gone, the mud has washed our eyes

Lost in the fire, melting streets of gold

Do you see me now in the open?

Lost in the fire, melting streets of gold

Do you hear me now with the fallen?

What have we become? What have we become?

When the world is gone, the mud has washed our eyes

What have we become? What have we become?

When the world is gone, the mud has washed our eyes