Destroyed by Lions - Counterpunch

Is there anybody who’s left here standing?

To hear the sound of a beating heart

Face down my eyes in the sand

The way we’ve learned it, the way we always have

Don’t breathe, their gaze is on you now

Don’t speak, the words aren’t coming out

Swing for the fences son

At least enjoy what little still may come

When far off in the distance they remain

If you’re waiting for a moment, this is it

The world is waiting for you now

If you’re there can you just say something

There’s nothing left here for you now

Best to find shelter underground

Shield your eyes from the coming storm

This place is a ticking time bomb

If we could only find the fuse

By the dying light of a setting sun

While looking down the barrel of a loaded gun

Don’t breathe, their gaze is on you now

Don’t speak, the words aren’t coming out

Swing for the fences son

At least enjoy what little still may come

When far off in the distance they remain

If you’re waiting for a moment, this is it

The world is waiting for you now

If you’re there can you just say something

There’s nothing left here for you now

Best to find shelter underground

Shield your eyes from the coming storm

There’s no one left here, just us sinners

Against the grain we travel

Another step another mile

There’s nothing left here for us sinners

Against the grain we travel

Another step another mile

Don’t breathe, don’t speak

Swing for the fences son

At least enjoy what little still may come

Don’t breathe, don’t speak

Swing for the fences son

At least enjoy what little still may come

When far out in the distance

The world is waiting

The world is waiting for

The world is waiting

The world is waiting for you now