When we dance, it looks just like fire
When we sing, it sounds the same tone
We all have hearts, We all have homes
But when we die, We die alone.

Oh what a mess,
As everything descends
Oh what a mess, but everything amends.

Such it was so long ago
We always tried but failed
And now with new found consciousness
We stand here waiting to die.

Oh what a mess,
As everything descends
Oh what a mess, but everything amends.

But one of these days
He will learn to love again.
One of these days we will
Learn to love again.

When we dance, we looks just like fire
When we sing, we sound the same tone
We all have hearts, we all have homes
But when we die we'll die alone
When we die
We die...