A Tragedy In Progress - Mechanical Weather lyrics

We're losing daughters to the wind Missing sons scattered with the leaves We've found ourselves in the space between nightmares and reality We're losing daughters to the wind Missing sons scattered with the leaves We've found ourselves in the space between nightmares and reality Spring found its end in the sound of sirens announcing catastrophe In dark corners where they all took refuge Safety was the only plea The walls came crashing down Echoing the awful sound of widow's grief The wind swept him away and left a sign Machines strung in the trees Might as well have been buried alive but I still breathe It dug a grave a mile wide and left no eulogy We're losing daughters to the wind Missing sons scattered with the leaves We've found ourselves in the space between nightmares and reality We're losing daughters to the wind Missing sons scattered with the leaves We've found ourselves in the space between nightmares and reality The aftermath spoke volumes But did so quietly The sound of laughter seems so far away Amongst the wreckage and debris How do we get back to how it was before? Mechanical weather came knocking at our door How do we get back to how it was before? Mechanical weather came knocking at our door How do we get back to how it was before? Mechanical weather came knocking at our door How do we get back to how it was before? Mechanical weather came knocking at our door