When the Sky Comes Crashing Down

The people of this world
And of these days

Are glowing in the sun's
Final rays

They eat each other's dreams
Formulating all the ways
They can burn the sky to the ground.

All your good intentions cannot make life fair,

There's evil underneath the crystal masks we wear,

Yeah, just 'cause you don't see it doesn't mean it isn't there,

And who we are seems small compared to where we choose to be

When the clouds come tumbling down.

Our hearts are full of fire
And lead

The sun won't be so warm
When it's dead.

So treasure up your thoughts,
In your copper-wire head.
Until the sky comes crashing down.