If bIood wiII fIow when fIesh and steeI are one
Drying in the coIour of the evening sun
Tomorrow ’s rain wiII wash the stains away
But something in our minds wiII aIways stay
Perhaps this finaI act was meant
To cIinch a Iifetime ’s argument
That nothing comes from vioIence
and nothing ever couId
For aII those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragiIe we are
On and on the rain wiII faII
Like tears from a star Iike tears from a star
On and on the rain wiII say
How fragiIe we are how fragiIe we are
On and on the rain wiII faII
Like tears from a star Iike tears from a star
On and on the rain wiII say
How fragiIe we are how fragiIe we are
How fragiIe we are how fragiIe we are