People clinging to debris This sinking ship is dead to me The black box holds a symphony Crying violins at sea
While I watch this city burn Three days from a riot then Living other people's lives Bathed in my own pool of light
And will you meet me down in the underground When the bells begin to ring To ring
People trying not to drown Blow your whistle in the crowd Lights will guide you through the smoke The icy sea has room for us
While I watch this city burn Three days from a riot then Living other people's lives Bathed in my own pool of light
And will you meet me down in the underground When the bells begin to ring And if the line goes down I will wait for you I'll see you where the end begins, begins
Compositores: Timothy Carroll, Ryan Peter Strathie & Oscar Dawson