It's been a long hard day
But the the worst is yet to come
Silly child is on his way
Through the ambush of the storm
Now he's getting tired
And he better go to bed
There's only cowards on his side
And grey clouds in his head
His watch is ticking really fast
And he can hear the clockwork noise
He tries to focus on the past
But he quickly lose his poise
It's like the sky is falling on the ground
And the trees are on fire and sink into the sea
It's like the sky is falling on the ground
And the trees are on fire and sink into the sea
Well he's hiding now
From the stars that stay above
The roaches staring and
Waiting for him to turn into a ghost
Gasping sweating on their toys
Casting shadows on the sun
Closet down and eyes shut for emptying
The magazine of their guns
It's like the sky is falling on the ground
And the trees are on fire and sink into the sea
It's like the sky is falling on the ground
And the trees are on fire and sink into the sea
And sink into the sea
