Summer night, the world's on fire;nI don't ask why but I think I know.nHeart attack a few years back,nnow, just a weak arm.nWell, it's a miraclennAnd whispers of doubt that escaped our mouthnthe first of an army to come.nnI think that we know there are plans for us all,njust not the ones we're making for ourselves,nand I want to believe, cause my father believed.nWell, if the rapture's not coming, I don't know what I'll do.nnWe fell asleep to static TV,nthe church of what'd you do last night?nSpinning in Orion's arms,nthe church of mostly empty space.nnLong before the earth was born?nWell, that's why they call it faith!nnAnd whispers of doubt that escaped our mouth,nthe first of an army to come,nand if you fall asleep to static on TV,nthe hem and haw of the end.