Wake up and pack, the engine’s on
You take the moon, I’ll grab the sun
Avoid the shadows until the dawn
Aside from us there can be no one
I’ve got this saving grace wrapped up inside this box
Where cardboard people sit and wind their little clocks
When money burns and empires fall
Through the streets the blind silhouettes crawl
They make a move, we’ll take them down
Burn the bridges, lay ashes to the ground
I’ve got this saving grace wrapped up inside this box
Where cardboard people sit and wind their little clocks
Get out and walk, the engine’s off
In the guiding light, keep heading south
Float on debris don’t make a sound
I hear them coming
There is no saving grace wrapped up inside this box
Just a parting gift for each of us
I’m sorry, we have lost
Just tilt your heads back
Take it all in
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