Babylon was built on fire
And the bones of useless machines
It hurt to breathe

You fell away from me

Packs of helicopters divide

Across a crowded sky
What angels did you ride
As i staggered at your side


First voice:
Citizens in their homes

And missiles in their holes
And citizens in their homes


Second voice:
The brightest night
I ever saw,

Across
An empty parking lot
No stars


Third voice:
This highway needs rain across

Both of its lanes until
All that remains is
This heart and its flames

And the rumble of trains
'Neath a handful of stars