Someday the sun will fall down.
And the waters will rise.
And the walls will fall down.
The hands that built them will at the cost of making love.
We shine the times and hide the trough.
We'll find a way to make it run.
We'll light a flame that says we are.
Everyone you want doesn't want you back.
At the cost of making love.
We shine the times and hide the trough.
We'll find a way to make it run.
We'll light a flame that says we are