Line Them All Up
Once the fire went out
They'd line them all up
And the slower you move, the faster it comes
Midnight into the setting sun
How come you never run?
Living life under the gun
Legends crossed
It would never believe
At such a cost
No one's listening, hurricane
God's gone missing into flames
It's what our memories made
When all that seems to be clouding our dreams
Come into the sun
Be the kind that shines with her mind
Make it right
No one's listening, hurricane
God's gone missing into flames
It's what our memories made
We live our lives to explain
When all that seems to be clouding our dreams
Come into the sun