Withered wood and cracks in concrete faded 
Lonely old leviathans corrode 
Labyrinth of lights and life degraded 
Vivid highways slump to riven roads 

And ever and on we go 
Never to learn or grow 
Pillars of peace estranged 
I guess some things never change 
We fall, we fall again 
Stare through empty window panes 
We fall, we fall again 
I guess some things never change... 

Sterile soil will harden 
Wasted world my garden 

Beacons of the past on each horizon 
Weary feet tread stories in the dust 
Havens hard, no steel can crack the diamonds 
Hope among [bad word] and [bad word] 

And ever and on [bad word] 
Purest of rains [bad word] 
Pillars of peace estranged 
I guess some things never change 
We fall, we fall again 
Stare through empty window panes 
We fall, we fall again 
I guess some things never change... 

Sterile soil will harden 
Wasted world my garden