What will we say
When the taps run dry
Like the ashes of our empire
And there's no way left to fill them
Just the shadows of our children
What will we trade
When the diamonds we sold
All turn back to mountains
And the earth take back it fortune
And the sun takes back it mourning
How will we dream
When our minds are mashines
And our souls can't break out the spell
Say we follow them all down the well
Yeah, we follow them all dwn the well
What will we spend
When the paper's all stacked
And they all add up to nothing
Oh, the stashes are all empty
And there's no time for repenting
How will we speak
When our voice is so weak
And our words come out as whispers
And our songs come out as silence
And our screams come out as pictures
How will we explain
When they ask us again
Why there's nothing at all left to sell
Say we follow them all down the well
We follow them all down the well
And what will we chant
At St. Paul's spire
Now we've blown out all the candles
The ones that tried to warn us
When they slept beneath the canvas
How will we reply
When the smoke in the sky
Has blown out all the moonlight
And our hearts are filled with wires
Waters for the fires
What lies will we tell
When my son asks me how
We ended up all in this hell
Say we followed them all down the well
We followed them all down the well
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