I can't sit here and just let you
Go to sleep while cities are burning
You're in bed and they're in ruins
Waking up to warheads through the roof
Little children ripped to shreds
By big bad wolves and Mister Bloodthirsty
So grab a kite and pull the string
And run away if you want to be free
Silence is so deafening
I wonder if you're ever listening
Nowhere left to turn to
When you're faced with nothing but reality
All the world is Omelas
And here we are: the ones who walk away
So grab a kite and pull the string
And fly away if you want to be free