if it's fate then too late, whatcha gonna do anyway?
if it's too soon for doom, i think we're on our way
fill this future with all this ammunition and we're looking for a reason
we'll never find a season cuz it's lost in hate, a cost of taste, i think
we're on our way now

all we ever believe is what we see and what we feel
but it's falling, calling
and no one can hear a sound, no one can hear it now

shut out and shut up, is this how we're gonna live our lives now?
cuz there's no place for faith, i think it's all too clear
looking up, looking down, let's avoid the crowd, let them run the world
let them run it to the ground while we run in place to our disgrace, i think
we've lost our way now

all we ever believe is what we see and what we feel
but it's falling, calling
and no one can hear a sound, no one can hear it now

it's a shame but who's to blame, what good are excuses anyway?
i'm a fool just like you, i guess we're all the same
but i'll try and i'll fight just to do what's right
i won't live my life just serving my appetite
i'm a child with my eyes up above and i'm on my way now