Strange how they say
It’s always been this way
When the only constant thing is change
Strange how they say
It’s up to us to clean the mess they made
I’d like to make the mess their grave

Too easy to forget there’s more of us than them
Thread the power through the pain (the pain)
Anger turns to iron on the flame
And we can dare, we can dare to dream

Strange how they say
It’s always been this way
When the only constant thing is change
Strange how they say
It’s up to us to clean the mess they made
I’d like to make the mess their grave

How many worlds are left, do we have any left to play?
You shield your eyes til there’s nothing (nothing, nothing) left to save
Thread the power through the pain
(Anger turns to iron) anger turns to iron on the flame
Anger turns to iron on the flame

Strange how they say
It’s always been this way
When the only constant thing is change
Strange how they say
It’s up to us to clean the mess they made
I’d like to make the mess their grave

Thread the power through the pain
Anger turns to iron on the flame
We can dare to dream