People - Holy Holy

People clinging to debris

This sinking ship is dead to me

The black box holds a symphony

Crying violins at sea

While I watch this city burn

Three days from a riot then

Living other people’s lives

Bathed in my own pool of light

And will you meet me down in the underground

When the bells begin to ring

To ring

People trying not to drown

Blow your whistle in the crowd

Lights will guide you through the smoke

The icy sea has room for us

While I watch this city burn

Three days from a riot then

Living other people’s lives

Bathed in my own pool of light

And will you meet me down in the underground

When the bells begin to ring

And if the line goes down I will wait for you

I’ll see you where the end begins begins