Go Down
You face the blue
And wish the roof would open up
But arches of commerce
Have made the sky corrupt
Go down
Break the code of death
For profit break the guns
Break the silence of money
Break the greedy unison
Go down
Maybe someday you'll come back to me
Find the mystical connection
Find the dreams
Under cynical wreckage
Find the winding conscious stream
Go down
Maybe someday you'll come back to me