If these buildings were fieldsnI'd make sure they were ashes,nset fire to the stubblenand piss on the flames.nnLeave no tower unscathed,nleave no street signs no loversnand find me a place fornwhat's left of my name.nnWe climbed atop the fencenon the backs of a nationnand looked out on the citynor of what it remained.nnJust a pile of old shoesneach abandoned by laces,nlike Cain with no brothersnor his queen with no name.nnMary please don't go andnget yourself all knocked upnmy hands don't have the strengthnto hold you up.nnWe've been traveling down this roadnand now I'm afraidnmine is forking south,nthere's a lot of things we could say.nnWe danced through the nightnjust to keep it together,nhid around the firesnand shook off the blame.nnChalked it up to our youthnjust some reckless ambitionsnto burn down the lordnwe tried so hard to save.