Wire - The Nixons

We have heard the songs of angels

We have tasted flames from hell

We have seen the fallen hero

We have heard the ringing bell

And it all seems cleaner in the rain

Now it all begins to look the same

We have come into this lifetime

With only a few things on our side

Although we are only mortal men

The choice to change is yours and mine

And it all seems cleaner in the rain

And it all begins to look the same

Now the laughter turns to tears

Now the seconds seem like years

Oh but I’m still holding on

Driving through the tears

Only one world we’ve been given

Earth — wind — sea — air

We’re burning holes into the morning sky

And we have learned not to care

And it all seems cleaner in the rain

And it all begins to look the same

Now the laughter turns to tears

Now the minutes seem like years

But I’m still holding on

Driving through the tears

And it all seems cleaner in the rain

And it all begins to look the same

Now the laughter turns to tears

Now the days seem like years

I hear the gods begin to cheer

As we watch our sky disappear

This is my Exodus

This is my Wire

Send it to those who care

I’m still holding on