The Towers
I watch the towers drown
The mud swallows the bricks
The stars light their descent
But the darkness slowly sticks
The spires built like needles
To spear the bloody skies
The empty house above us
That filled our hopes with lies
The shooting sounds like silence
The silence sounds like roars
Humans hit the dirt
A thousand slamming doors
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
In the tunnels they suffocated
Crushed by their own weight
The ambulance was busy
The angels turned up late
Rain washed the roads away
Sandbags don't last long
The cars got dragged under
The weathermen were wrong
The shooting sounds like silence
The silence sounds like roars
Humans hit the dirt
A thousand slamming doors
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
Even the masters of sleek
Turned pale at the sight
They sold the mild and meek
And pretended it was right
But they crumbled just like buildings
To an earth they never knew
They said their greed was honest
They said their lust was true
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
I watch the towers burn
Beneath a moonless sky
The world has stopped turning
And we're still not asking why
I watch the towers burn
Beneath a moonless sky
The world has stopped turning
And we're still not asking why
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
The mud swallows the bricks
The stars light their descent
But the darkness slowly sticks
The spires built like needles
To spear the bloody skies
The empty house above us
That filled our hopes with lies
The shooting sounds like silence
The silence sounds like roars
Humans hit the dirt
A thousand slamming doors
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
In the tunnels they suffocated
Crushed by their own weight
The ambulance was busy
The angels turned up late
Rain washed the roads away
Sandbags don't last long
The cars got dragged under
The weathermen were wrong
The shooting sounds like silence
The silence sounds like roars
Humans hit the dirt
A thousand slamming doors
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
Even the masters of sleek
Turned pale at the sight
They sold the mild and meek
And pretended it was right
But they crumbled just like buildings
To an earth they never knew
They said their greed was honest
They said their lust was true
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
I watch the towers burn
Beneath a moonless sky
The world has stopped turning
And we're still not asking why
I watch the towers burn
Beneath a moonless sky
The world has stopped turning
And we're still not asking why
So I sing of love
I sing of peace
And I sing of the pain
My soul won't release
I sing of war
I sing of death
And I'll be singing
Until I take my final breath
Credits
Writer(s): James Peter West
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