Concentric circles Forever closing in Another travesty That never should have been The latest entry On an ever-growing list And yet you never change your ways Your denial still persists Run away, run away Run away from the setting sun Run away, run away Run away from the things you've done With accusing fingers You jut into the air To single out the ones You blame for your despair But the mirror's broken No reflection can it afford Only scattered glances Of it's pieces on the floor Run away, run away Run away from the setting sun Run away, run away Run away from the things you've done The ground beneath you Will crumble into dust The breath that forms your words Will never fill your lungs And as your senses dull A thought enters your mind "I'm that one who caused all this There was no one else this time" Run away, run away Run away from the setting sun Run away, run away Run away from the things you've done