Kneeling down to yellow flowers Plastic tubes and sun The wine was bitter, We drank and grieved I cut your spitting tongue Day gone dark, A shining sea, Let's torch this sky and bleeding city Sand was cool, the ice sank ships and the breeze kissed lips like flies But you're falling, away. But she don't see the angels coming down Spinning all their way down under sand She don't see the lips all spitting sky She don't love. The kiss was sweet, Sharp and cold, Spitting like a child. The rock was smooth, Kept us cool, And the beach blew like disease. Day gone dark, a shining sea, Let's torch this sky and healing city. Sand was cool, the ice sank ships and the breeze kissed lips like flies. But your falling And she's falling