can you feel it?
the body reaching north
thinning as it goes
thinning as it goes
and the spirit swaying back and forth
saying "believe me or don't...
believe me or don't"
but the mass is going under
whether or not you wonder at all
and i dreamt you there inside the booth
letting the suicidal youth sing you their songs
we tried laughing at the darkness on display
with our heroes on replay
heroes on replay
just tell me i look pretty
in the ashes of the city that I love


aying baby take it in but let it leave your lungs
heaven only knows what your breathing
count your lucky stars, they're falling one by one
in American air.

racing tracks that someone left
let a year go by
haven't caught up yet
moments of silence, days of disbelief
adjust to the darkness, it ain't easier to see

aying baby take it in but let it leave your lungs
heaven only knows what your breathing
count your lucky stars, they're falling one by one
in American air.