The trees are on fire
The sky is stained black and brown
The ships in the bay have crashed on the rocks
Their hulls bleed black and foul
We track this satellite as it crashes to the ground
Crawling through the landfills
Counting the gun racks
Riding past the windmills
Drifting towards the falls
Running just ahead of the landslides
Looking past the silver lining
A few more shots in the dark
Try to swim back to shore away from the lies
Someday the strings will shine across the bridge of light
I'll be there to help you to burn the flag
Dreaming of you in a flash of light
Dreaming of the silver lining