everyone says that “nobody cares”, 
 but I care about the things you have 
 you save your prayers for unknown gods 
 they'll stay unsolved, as it always does 
 
 (but) I start the day 
 with nothing in my arms 
 and i leave this way 
 for another place 
 
 we've built our days on lazyness, 
 then we complain everyday we fail 
 once we were strong, careless of the fall 
 now these small revolutions, erase us all 
 
 “I can see they're coming, I can see they're coming...”