Last Day Parade

I'm standing at the edge of oblivion. A thousand graves 
stretched for miles down past the theater and the hospitals
 who seemed like their purpose has been served. The few 
survivors dressed in black, waiting for a funeral to 
arrive. We sit atop the lone building that stands looking 
over the aftermath of this parade doused in flames. It was 
to be the last day of the riots, but it looks like it came 
a day too late.

Does the scent of matches & molotov burn your desire?
Did this violence solve all of your problems? I'm 
glad...that...
All our hopes and dreams went up in smoke like toy 
soldiers. No time left to hand out second chances
That halo of guilt that you hold close to your body, is the
 reason why everyone cried...on New Year's Eve.
So come, be an angel, sing with us to a crowd of no one.

(chorus)
It's hard to pack up and leave when your buried under the 
streets.
We all march to a drum with just one beat.
Like bombs in the sky, here come the tears.
As we sing this song that no one will ever hear...

I look downtown, further thru the car exhaust and ash, the 
street lights are replaced with the flashing siren of an 
ambulance...without a driver.
It's hard to get a view when the lens is shattered, shards 
of stained glass across the pavement where a chapel once 
stood. Maybe as the night draws near, the noise will deafen
 in the distance. I can't seem to get any sleep when the 
flags have disappeared and the skyline flickers out in a 
heart beat. Yes, we are too late...and we're all to blame.

(chorus)

It's hard to pack up and leave when your buried under the 
streets.
We all march to a drum with just one beat.
Like bombs in the sky, here come the tears.
As we sing this song that no one will ever hear...

We live in a world that is full of landmines. Walk the 
wrong path and you'll trip and fall...and become another 
chalk outline. With nobody around to see or watch us fade. 
Seduce me, give me another pill and i'll go away. I just 
want to taste the kerosene dreams like everyone else.
Shh...do you hear that?
It's the sound of nothing...

We sing...this song...that no one will ever hear.