And when the shadows overtake the ground again
Will you hear the darkness or the way the sun speaks as it sets?
There will always be time to watch the sand slip through your hands
So for today, let's pretend that we demand the chance to begin again
So, call in the troops, or call it a truce
The sound of hands shaking will prove no use
So raze the buildings and plow the lands
Free the slaves and we'll begin again
Because there's nothing f**ing left
It doesn't matter till it does
And then it's all bets are off
When all is said and done
You and me, we don't need a leader
Don't need to be lead to be true to ourselves
And there is nothing else
And we need nothing outside of ourselves