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...