Roll the landscape in see-through eyes She drifts away on midnight lines Down distant track where the lines converge And the future will come as fire
And the future will come as fire
Outside the future comes as fire Outside the future comes as fire
On the inside we work in lines Crave account for, and destinate our time On a searing horizon of molten wire And the future will come as fire
And the future will come as fire
Outside the future comes as fire Outside the future comes as fire