I'm giving up on TV it's not making sense
Gotta trust ourselves it's the last line of defence
Spinning into space running out of time
Gathering together all the useful things we find
Chorus
So don't say okay and be half-hearted
I'm afraid that this feeling goes on
Sacrifice the world face a killing sun
You gotta get it all together it'll bring us all undone
We're running up hills that we already climbed
Over the top and falling down the other side
Chorus
The ghosts are at the window they're again tonight
Looking in on us so we have got to get it right
We've walking on their bones everywhere we go
Spirits in the wind and the memories in the stones
