I talked with you a day ago
Poetry and blood dripped from your mouth
Confused about which way to go
Your dreams now change today
Some say the writing's on the wall...
Some say the feeling's here to stay...
Some say when will it begin?
Some say...
Peered through a window left behind
Torn curtains freely set afire
Skeletons of iron rest in concrete
Impressions of shadows cast their clouds
Some say the writing's on the wall...
Some say the feeling's here to stay...
Some say when will it begin?
Some say...