You're not going through it, it's going through you
And once it's all gone, come the new you
With a different perspective, from the same point of view
Fully unaffected by the old truth you once knew
Connected at the roots to the trunk to the branches
To the leaves and the way they fly away in wind dances
A frantic seesaw, free-fall in midair
That represents the floating folly of us all being here
We are complicated creatures, huh?
Come away, come away
Cause I love my soul
A fighter in need, a lover in strain
I'm telling you it's not for gold
Come away, come away
'Cause I know I won’t
The fire in me, the trouble I see
Heaven won't you let me go?
And this is it
Apocalypse
I'm feeling the hell
I'm feeling the hell
And this is it
Apocalypse
I'm fearing the hell
I'm fearing the hell
I'm dreamin' up to start a fire (2x)