Raised iron to rust
Monuments ache
They’re coming apart
But we’re still the same
Monuments torn
Voices will chime
The ghosts of our scorn
Remembered in rhyme
As they wander new halls
Away, away
Give up your reasons
To stay, to stay
Feel nothing
Because, because
What makes a man
Is his worth, his worth
In finality when we leave
The monuments we build will grieve
Counting down the days
Distant rumbling engines sigh
Whispered neon lullabies
The city sleeps as it waits for you
Counting down the days
14 billion cycles deep
Stars are born and stars perish
The best laid plans might not wait for you
Oh what a change can a day make?
How else to live a life when someday it will end?
Oh make a change before the day breaks
Take time to realise truth is its own defence