Fallout

From the corner of my eyes I see the shadows rise And disappear Disappear Though the fire's burning low It's that lazy golden glow That calls them here Calls them here I stay waiting on the fallout For a voice to call out From the dark From the dark I stay waiting on the fallout For a voice to call out From the dark From the dark Oh it burns from white to grey And nothing gold can stay If it never comes So I strain against the sound Of a hammer going down To hear the drums I stay waiting on the fallout For a voice to call out From the dark From the dark I stay waiting on the fallout For a voice to call out From the dark From the dark I stay waiting on the fallout For a voice to call out From the dark From the dark I stay waiting on the fallout For a voice to call out From the dark From the dark