In a land of stone, I stand alone
Here is our complete, anthem sweet
Rolled into a ball, to show you all
We can make you smile, for a while
In this barren land, there's drifting sands
Overturning fields, of memories
Of the days before, in overture
Making this land come alive, for a while
I'm right back in the lap of my mind
Filling in more impressive words
And I find my life to be a lot more convincing in the past
But I know that in a month I'll look right back here
Rewind, coz we are lost in the good times
We are locked in an empire rectified by a personal hell
But I love the smell.
Rewind, coz we are lost in the good times
We are locked in an empire
Rectified by a personal hell
But I love the smell