Now I will take
Page after page
That measured the months

And marshalled the days
And all that I've done
Is written right here

There's only one way
To finish the year


Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn


I wish I could say
I felt satisfied
The tyranny ends

The day is mine

But I want to be in again

Perhaps that is strange
Nothing is different
But everything's changed


Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn

Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn


Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn

Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn

Burn, calendar, burn
Burn, calendar, burn