Sunday

Nothing remains We could run when the rain slows Look for the cars or signs of life Where the heat goes Look for the drifters We should crawl under the bracken Look for the shafts of light On the road where the heat goes Everything has changed For in truth, it's the beginning of nothing And nothing has changed Everything has changed For in truth, it's the beginning of an end And nothing has changed Everything has changed In your fear Of what we have become Take to the fire Now we must burn All that we are Rise together Through these clouds As on wings This is the trip And this is the business we take This is our number All my trials Lord, will be remembered Everything has changed