Outside if we look closely we’d find small things could move us No we look for great heights and for shimmering brilliance to reflect in our eyes To sit on a throne, even if it’s all alone and cut our skin and find our blood is blue Look inside and find our minds are too We find our minds are blue And ten years on Will we wonder what we ever thought we were doing? With some vague plan And a fear of changing ways that we were living? Oh we all hold something so heavy Heavy, heavy Whatever became of our sanity? I watch the smoke form towers rising up to the heavens The trees were screaming ashes as we wielded our weapons Once the sky was blue We could see a clear window view And ten years on Will we wonder what we ever thought we were doing? With some vague plan It can be easy to feel so damn defeated