Take your time before heading toward the exit sign
And inviting God to the end of the world
To finish off all that is here is strange for an appetite
Some say divine, but all I hear are profiteers
And the fear that nothing is as it seems
Fear of what is and what is make believe
I fear we will burn this down while we strive to be in the right
I fear we have lost all foresight
So sticks and stones have spoken
The street preacher says it's time
To pack our bags just to leave them all behind
And as we leave someone needs to turn off the light
To hem and haw means you never had a place in line
And the fear that nothing is as it seems
Fear of what is and what is make believe
I fear we will burn this down while we strive to be in the right
I fear we have lost all foresight
And the fear that nothing is as it seems
Fear of what is and what is make believe
I fear we will burn this down while we strive to be in the right
I fear we will burn this down so we can dance in the holy light
I fear we have lost all foresight