a race against time

a race through the streets

the light lingers still

the city is on its feet tonight

a burning house at the end of the street

broken glass under bloody and sore feet

there is a dark cloud on the horizon

you started the fire so long ago

to late to put it out now

you´re suspended

high up between the ground and the sky

ground level distant

directing the multitudes in an instant

from above everything seems so simple

like lines on a map that direct your actions

the fleeing souls running scared down below  

blessed are those who can live through this time

blessed are those who can open the doors without a key

we steal through the night in a stolen car

this time we going to make it the other side

to the other shore...

a spiral of dreams rise

millions of stars touching the ground

millions of dreams born in the dark searching for light

we could surrender

waving the white flag

but we slip under the light

won´t leave without a fight

streets on fire, still

everything kept underground

is now coming overground…