Air Pollution - Page France

I once adored a chemical reaction

Her eyes were made from pieces of the moon

But now I fight the angels for her halo

She feels that she has nothing left to prove

We once had dreams of being something useful

A sword someone would keep at their side

A friction that would spark a revolution

A radio in tune with the sky

Well, we tried

Now everyone can share what’s left

We can share our breath

We can share the air pollution

We can all control the sun

That’s what we’ll become

You’ll become a resolution

Oh, I adore a chemical reaction

Her features look just like my disguise

We see the world through identical lenses

So I never ask what’s going through her mind

It’s mine

Now everyone can share what’s left

We can share our breath

We can share the air pollution

We can all control the sun

That’s what we’ll become

You’ll become a resolution