Ash filled mountain top gunshots
Sound like cannon balls, cannon balls, sinking boats

And ohhh, I was sinking so
I was thinking about whether I'd rather go
Like the animals, animals, shot below
Or my family, family, slow, slow, slow

And it got hot so suddenly
We were cannon balls into our swimming holes
With our socks and our shoes on the rocks
I was thinking oh

Isn't this silly and aren't you beautiful

So why are we treating eachother like animals