Burn it away
I ran far away
From all the mistakes that I have made
The law of nature above our heads
And all we could know is what's in the way
And all our friends are older now
And time is a long way out of here
Time is a long way out from here
All the birds
All the birds and fish
All the lives we live
Vultures circling - and if it should arise
This too shall
Guns raised in my chest
All the things I haven't said
Steal the grave from others dead
And all I see was love from pain
Violence of the coming storm
But time doesn't feel the end of things
Time doesn't feel the end of things
Oh what a waste, coming out for the last time
All the birds
All the birds and fish
All the lives we live
Vultures circling - and if it should arise
This too shall
Oh what a waste, coming out for the last time
Burn it away