This Farm Will End Up in Fire

You're the storm of secret bombs
Falling noiseless from the clouds
On this land of treason farms
Growing slowly in the sand
Songs of prior sacrifice

The sound of god in colored words
Dogs are yelling at the sun

Trees start to bleed, clouds turn to call
Night seems to talk to everyone
We get out, the crowded web of sounds
Scared everyone

See them suffer when they smile
Everyday they feel the same
Kids are running out of time

Growing slowly in the ground
A noise is coming down
I feel a little pain

We get out; the crowded web of sounds
scared everyone

Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun

Once again I have a love
walking down a road

Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun
Everybody's lost in the sun