A shitty town cloaked in black sky
They promised us a setting more sci-fi
Trying to see beyond disease and blight
Hoping everything you love somehow survives

Somehow we've become resigned
That our turn has come
Knowing we are in a season of fire
Breathe into your lungs
And feel it in your stress
Countless highways, sprawling cities
Our roads all lead to violent days

Burning lungs
Rising tides
Follow your heart
I've no advice

A sea of brilliant souls alight
A dying orange sun
Burning, they run
The season of fire
Breathe into your lungs
And feel it in your stress
Countless highways, crowded cities
The hours draining from your life
Burning lungs
Rising tides
Follow your heart
I've no advice

Black skies, the birds are leaving
Fleeing from the fires, a dismal sight
Fighting off a bleak and endless night
Where all those left below are burned alive

Believing that something lies ahead
That puts the rest of the things following behind us
That somehow our pain will be relieved
A fading daydream

Burning lungs
Rising tides
Follow your heart