Watch as they come from far. Sharp sticks and knives with war drums beating sound.
You crawl around from collapse. You turn your faith unto the falling stars.
On the subject of death, you should just turn around. Someday, true hope will find you.
Today, blind faith will fail you. The stairway that lies ahead leads straight underground.
Reach out and feel the earth, Recoil and sleep to become part of it.
This time you’ll show them you’re worth.
This time you’ll show them what’s worth fighting for
You just sit in your car, reflecting where you went wrong.
You could gauge out your eyes, just to tune the lights out.
You could turn things around, if only you had more time.
But you just sit in your car, with the radio on.
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