And on that day they'll tell you
That life hung on with no clue
The warning signs were all just missed or shattered down
So it goes
The kings all failed to tell us
The madmen failed to sell us
Of what would then befall the only life we know

When they're burning signal fires
To guide us to the fields
We're building funeral pyres
They [bad word] by the final appeal

The city lines are down
The [bad word] out
The fracturing of all we relied upon

Lets shed this unclean skin
And start to feel again
Because all the shoulders
On which to cry are gone

The paranoia gripped us
The rain turned engines [bad word] 
The panic set in like a cancer to our hearts
Spreading through
We bet on finite genius
Or prayed for gods to save us
But there was no antidote
Disease tore us apart
We left bodies in the fields
So numb that we forgot how to feel

The city lines are down
The [bad word] out
The fracturing of all we relied upon

Lets shed this unclean skin
And start to feel again
Because all the shoulders
On which to cry are gone

He looked at the fields
And then his hands,
"All I need is what I have"
Then shed a tear of happiness

She watched the world
 [bad word] away
"Is this the end of yesterday?"
"Lord, I hope so" is all he said
All I've got are the organs
All I've got are the coco wars
And as we go forth
I pray we'll remember this day

Oh, we relied on now

The city lines are down
The [bad word] out
The fracturing of all
We relied upon

Lets shed this unclean skin
And start to feel again
There are no shoulders
Shoulders to cry on now

No more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
The weight that we once felt is gone