Under the rubble of this town we called home,
deep beneath this frozen snow,
there's a piece of you I used to love.
Push it back in place and let it grow.
Now we are the prey,
borne from a world in decay.
We are the kids time forgot,
our shallow hearts ache to stop.
We like to think the sun will come.
We snuff the candles out alone.
Welcome to the new age
were sinking slowly back into the clay
you can try to delay
but you will never shun your fate
Please just try to let go
the futures all but known
We like to think the sun will come
We snuff the candles out alone