Cold and alone
Won't you take the bait
So you can be safe
In our fall from grace
On a rock in space

Oh some could’ve grown
Let the fools complain
For the world remains
What they can’t explain
They’re all sick of sane

Low and behold
Some just can’t be tamed
Some must thrill our faith
So the world will change
Some just can’t be tamed

Close to the bone
When the motor breaks
Hope they aren’t afraid
Of the fall we face
Lead them not astray