Piece it together, take it apartnThe beginning and ending, the stop and the startnThe city is breathing through power linesnAnd the babies are teething but can't read the signsnThey're too young to knownAll the things that they saidnOne day they'll be livingnAnd the next they'll be deadnBut if that sounds too morbid,nToo finite and macabrenLet's stop second-guessingnAnd figure out who we are, we are, we are…nnFrom the tops of the trees (trees)nFrom our throats we will screamnWe will weaken their kneesnWe will say what we meannTonight, tonight the veil comes downnYeah, tonight the veil comes…nnOur words are weaving, languages intertwinenFrom the tips of our tonguesnTo the back of our spinesnThe city is teething, glowing and whitenBut its secrets are dirtynAnd we'll expose them tonight… tonight all rightnnFrom the tops of the treesnFrom our throats we will screamnWe will weaken their kneesnWe will say what we meannTonight, tonight the veil comes downnYeah, tonight the veil comes downnnYeah, tonight the veil comes downnTonight the veil comes…nThe veil comes downnnTonight, tonight the veil comes downnTonight the veil comes downnTonight the veil comes downnTonight the veil comes downnYeah, tonight the veil comes downnTonight the veil comes down