When the moment finally comes I could be the trigger You could be the gun That blows out the back Of my skull When a better day arrives I could be the winner You could be the prize That i can't pretend to have won Twilight is falling The locusts are calling your name When the devil's on the prowl I can be the mortar You can be the trowel We could patch up The cracks in our hearts Twilight is falling The locusts are calling your name