Such a rage, you inspired
Like we're hauling land through the air
Like the selfish men, we enquired
Like the falling tree, we're not there
And there's something in your eyes
Like there's a Molotov inside
And the fools will have your gold
And throw sticks until you're old
Coming out to get you, setting up a trap
You dive, you dive, you dive, you dive
Jumping over mountains, running over fire
You hide, you hide, you hide, you hide
Such a rage, you inspired
Like we're hauling land through the air
Like the selfish man, I'm tired
Like the falling tree, I wasn't there
And there's something in your eyes
Like there's a Molotov inside
And the fools will have your head
And throw stones until you're dead
Count your stars, kick the tires
k** two birds, with your eyes
Gather time, in your mind
Count to three and start again
Hold the truth in your arms
Make a wish on your terms
Kick the saints from your town
Count to three and start again
I'm tired...