Face it, it's all gone
Stolen from my hands, And I know
That we'll be moving on from Babylon
From Babylon
You'd think I'd be used to this
The endless night
Scraping away, well
Just to survive
We need some hope here
But it's bone dry
This hard rain
Fills these scarred skies
Moving, is forced
Breathing in dust, yet again
Wasting our love
On a final shot
You'd think I'd be used to this
The endless night
Scraping away, well
Just to survive
We need some hope here
But it's bone dry
This hard rain
Fills these scarred skies
Oh, scarred skies
Oh, and we lost Babylon
And we lost Babylon
Filled these scarred skies
Oh, scarred skies
Oh, and we lost Babylon