Such a rage, you inspired
Like we're hauling land through the air
Like the selfish men, we enquired
Like the falling tree, we're not there

And there's something in your eyes
Like there's a Molotov inside
And the fools will have your gold
And throw sticks until you're old

Coming out to get you, setting up a trap
You dive, you dive, you dive, you dive
Jumping over mountains, running over fire
You hide, you hide, you hide, you hide

Such a rage, you inspired
Like we're hauling land through the air
Like the selfish man, I'm tired
Like the falling tree, I wasn't there

And there's something in your eyes
Like there's a Molotov inside
And the fools will have your head
And throw stones until you're dead

Count your stars, kick the tires
Kill two birds, with your eyes
Gather time, in your mind
Count to three and start again
Hold the truth in your arms
Make a wish on your terms
Kick the saints from your town
Count to three and start again
I'm tired...