As the they stand in ruins of cities 
The children play in ashes 
Knee deep 
In our neglect 
Our bags in overhead compartments 
So secure 
We walk with the world underneath our feet 
Inside these cocoons made of band-aids and foam 
To stop the noises from bleeding in 
We like our music loud and different to alienate the masses 
Run into the nightmare of self absorption 
We are what it takes to survive 
Into the night we fall as pilots in paper planes 
We race against this coming rain 
Out running this chance 
To prove that we are alive and we're here to stay 
We let this go 
Our only chance to say 
Our lives meant something more 
The air our fists are beating 
Inside our hearts are bleeding 
We race to the end 
Tonight we're dancing on the edge of reason 
Pushing envelopes 
As if the postman could be tried for treason 
Our canopy's covered in graffiti 
With no parachute we'll crash and burn 
Baby burn 
Without your calming fire we'll burn 
Brilliantly without a cause...