No More Nothing - Jets Overhead

Sandstorms blowing

Across desert scapes

Cities fallen

We’re all too late

Back to oceans

Rivers flow

Back to oceans

We will go

No more nothing

No more nothing

No more nothing

No more nothing

East and west

How the headlines fly

Black ink painting

Death’s lullaby

Back to oceans

Rivers flow

Back to oceans

We will go

No more nothing

No more nothing

No more nothing

No more nothing