The trees are on fire The sky is stained black and brown The ships in the bay have crashed on the rocks Their hulls bleed black and foul We track this satellite as it crashes to the ground
Crawling through the landfills Counting the gun racks Riding past the windmills Drifting towards the falls Running just ahead of the landslides Looking past the silver lining
A few more shots in the dark Try to swim back to shore away from the lies Someday the strings will shine across the bridge of light I'll be there to help you to burn the flag Dreaming of you in a flash of light Dreaming of the silver lining
