Soon we'll be the dust of the earth
Cities flood and wildfires burn
Until it's too late to come back
No man can cheat their past

Blazing fields in children's eyes
Climbing where the smoke rings will rise
Then we will know our greed
Change is born from our knees

I can't remember a time
I heard someone change their mind
From what they claim to believe
But I can feel time changing me

It's too late to run away
It's too late to run away
The sweet escape
Sweet escape