Now the fields sit finally silent
Resting their cheeks on the evening's arms
Tiny eyes on the sleepy horizon
Arise to the chords as they soar through the dark

Keep on watching your movies
On the backs of your eyelids
That we shot on abandoned lots
That we found back when we were kids

Carving stanzas on tree trunks in Kansas
Before all of the grandfathers started the war
With the words that our ears hadn't heard
That our mouths had never tried to perform before
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Keep on watching your movies
(On the backs of your eyelids)
And I'll stand guard in my picture frame
It doesn't make any sense
To wait like water for the world to end
On the night that we meet again

Down, down down, down...
Leave us your best silhouettes on the ground
Down, down down, down...
Leave us your best silhouettes on the ground