Close to the end of the century I
Had a fever dream about all the death I might find
In it I knew every poem by heart
As of late I have long nights
No matter the news of the day
And I shouldn't say
But it just don't feel right
To feel right
When nothin' but sorrow remain
See all the missiles that's searchin' for land
See all of the men and the women
Who's doin' the same
So far removed from the issues at hand
In the western world, we see it in vain
As of late I have long nights
No matter the news of the day
And I shouldn't say
But it just don't feel right
To feel right
When nothin' but sorrow remain
I live in an age that's repeatin' the past
Almost word for word
I wonder how long it can last
The Garden of Eden has not yet been found
As of late I have long nights
No matter the news of the day
And I shouldn't say
But it just don't feel right
To feel right
When nothin' but sorrow remain
Only sorrow remains
