The red sun, like an ember above 
 Pulsing and glowing at the remains of our luck 
 Just don’t wake me up 
 In this city all made up of paper mache 
 The street litter, it piles up higher and higher every day 
 But we’ll be ok 

 Now you’re changing your mind like you asked for the time 
 And we’re flooding the sea with our needs 

 friend, he once made a painful mistake 
 Oh lord, he’s at it again 
 It was a lesson that maybe just didn’t quite stick, 
 And a tale for the ages, I’m sure 

 Now you’re changing your mind like you asked for the time 
 And we’re trailing our feed 

 Now you’re changing your mind like you asked for the time 
 And we’re changing our needs