You wrap an apologetic arm around me
A blanket an attempt
To share the warmth, but I absorb you energy
You paint yourself into a corner
A bucket and a brush
An empty room and a fresh green coat of envy
Sit and dine on our words candles burnin high
A glass of pride and regret for dessert
The guilt still lingers on like heartburn in the middle of your chest
A reminder of the lessons we have learned
Chorus:
End the Dream
It’s about time
Make of it what you will
A broken heart and time to kill
Lookin’ though the lens of hindsight
We see who’s at fault
A joint effort, the building of a bomb
Time ran down and detonation became a fitting end
Our friends came to be civilian casualties
I convinced myself that I’ve done nothing wrong
Maybe that’s just it
Lack of action led to the writing of this song
Chorus:
End the Dream
It’s about time
Make of it what you will
A broken heart and time to kill
(Instrum. Break)