When the daylight gets drowned undernthe shadow of your second homenAnd when you can't see past the memoriesnPushing you to take this rolenYou're lost in the desert windsnwhere generations come undonenTried by a magazinenshooting down what you've done wrongnnOur blood won't drip downnif we don't get upnOur position stays softnUp in the mountain rangenyou could have a think about itnnWhen you're over making sense andnThe rhetoric is on your backnWhen the fire's burning smoldersnFollowing another attack nYou're caught in a raging statenwhere animosity displaysnStumbling on TV we wait nfor the day that you fall down