[Part I: Prospekt's March]

[Verse]
Smoke is risin' from the houses
People buryin' their dead
I ask somebody what the time is
But time doesn't matter to them yet
People talkin' without speakin'
Rryna take what they can get
I ask you if you remember
Prospekt, how could I forget?

[Pre-Chorus]
Drums, here it comes
Don't you wish that life could be as simple
As fish swimmin' 'round in a barrel
When you've got the gun?
Oh, when I run, here it comes
We're just two little figures in a soup bowl
Tryna get behind a kind of control
But I wasn't one

[Chorus]
Now here I lie on my own in a separate sky
And here I lie on my own in a separate sky
I don't wanna die on my own here tonight
But here I lie on my own in a separate sky
[Part II: Poppyfields]

[Instrumental]