I see your faith running out
Millions of streams in your eyes
The life you had is gone for good
The pillars all in smithereens
and thrown from where they stood

I come here with all empty hands
No quick fix, no master plan

But right here, in picking up pieces
we're staring down the giants of the past
I believe, with a bit of adhesive
we stand a chance of straying far from the path
Where we never ever wanted, never ever wanted to walk

I see the plains, you see the ruins
You see the flames, but the fire is only half full
Here you stood desperate for change
Them changes bit you real hard
and sent you off the rails

But right here, in picking up pieces
we're staring down the giants of the past
I believe, with a bit of adhesive
we stand a chance of straying far from the path
Where we never ever wanted, never ever wanted to walk