Well I get up well I go down
While the sun still pretty and the voices still loud
But now the things that I've done
Won't be remembered
And the flames will come and the creature will hide
And the sun will bleed
And the flowers will die
And the city still sleeps and the lights are still down
And the war will come
Then we'll have to get down
There is nothing to say
And there's nothing to do
Why you're going that way?
Why you're going so cruel?
Why you're going that way my friend?
Would you ever be brave?
Do you think you're strong?
Do you think my hands will handle the bomb?
And the war comes
And the war goes around
And nothing ever changes
But the power that you have in your hands
And the water still runs
And the lives still fade
And I gotta get up
And I gotta get on my feet again
My friends will have to cover
Take cover