The red sun, like an ember above Pulsing and glowing at the remains of our luck Just don’t wake me up In this city all made up of paper mache The street litter, it piles up higher and higher every day But we’ll be ok
Now you’re changing your mind like you asked for the time And we’re flooding the sea with our needs
A friend, he once made a painful mistake Oh lord, he’s at it again It was a lesson that maybe just didn’t quite stick, And a tale for the ages, I’m sure
Now you’re changing your mind like you asked for the time And we’re trailing our feed
Now you’re changing your mind like you asked for the time And we’re changing our needs