The Killing Revelation - Thieves Like Us

The killing revelation

This life is made of numbers and time

Still, we’re breathing after dawn

If two and two were dancers

Then, they would move across the floor

Altogether, hand in hand

Mother dear

We worry, we worry, we worry

Mother dear, we’ve lost control

Look outside, we’re fighting

We’re fighting, we’re fighting

Mother dear, what shall we do?

The killing generation

Their lives abide by numbers and time

Still, we’re breathing through the dawn

If two and two were dancers

Then, they would move across the floor

Altogether, hand in hand

Mother dear

You’re sleeping, you’re sleeping, you’re sleeping

Mother dear, open your eyes

How to love?

We’re asking, we’re asking, we’re asking

Mother dear, why are you here?