Someday we all shall cease to exist
Someday our towers will fall
Roots will reclaim the bricks that we lay
Worms will reclaim the soil
You get alone, you get stoned
Sometimes you need someone
You get alone, you get cold
Sometimes you need someone
Salt in the ocean raises the words
Prised from a foreign tongue
We are but mayflies caught on the breeze
Led by a fading sun
You get alone, you get stoned
Sometimes you need someone
You get alone, you get cold
Sometimes you need someone
You need someone
You get alone, you get stoned
Sometimes you need someone
You get alone, you get cold
Sometimes you need someone
You need someone
Someday we all shall cease to exist
Someday our towers will fall
Roots will reclaim the bricks that we lay
Worms will reclaim the soil
