The world itself consumed
Man, that's the only [bad word] 
And what we loved was not enough
Even though we wanted to

I learned it sick in bed
Mining golden vapours
Regrets like charms laid end to end
And other sweet divinities

And this I learned and thus I gleaned
What we loved was not enough
But kiss it quick and rise again
Kiss it quick and rise again
Kiss it quick and rise again
Kiss it quick and rise again

And the [bad word] when we no longer feel

There'll be war in our cities
And riots at the mall
There'll be blood on our doorsteps
And panics at the ball

All our cities gonna burn
All our bridges gonna crack
All our pennies gonna rot
There'll be mud across our tracks

All our children gonna die
All our children gonna die
All our children gonna die
All our children gonna die

Then the west will rise again
The west will rise again
So good night vain children
Tonight is yours

The lights are yours
If you'd just ask for more
Than poverty and war
If you'd just ask for more

What we loved was not enough
What we loved was not enough
What we loved was not enough
What we loved was not enough