GPS - The Black Heart Procession

All our fears are fed

All our thoughts are read

All things divide and they bend into you

All things collide again

All our crimes revealed

All our dreams are killed

All the controls are dead

All things divide and bend into you

All things collide again

All things divide and bend

All things collide in the end

All the things you fight

Are all the reasons to rise

Would you believe when I say

All these things hang by a thread

Would you believe when I say

All these things hang by a thread