Out to play
In a tidal wave
The world came down
In just one day
Holding on to
A busted ship
We can get through all of this
Make something
Make something
Good of this
Tell me something
Tell me true
That it won’t stay like this
Took a bath
In the setting sun
They warned a hurricane
Was gonna come
And I screamed all night
At the blacked out stars
And I begged to know
Just who you are
Make something
Make something
Good of this
Tell me something
Tell me true
That it won’t stay like this
We just sat there
Wringing our hands
Looking at the ashes
Of all our plans
And I need that spirit
that makes it all new
and I’m doubting it all
but I still need you
Make something
Make something
Good of this
Tell me something
Tell me true
That it won’t stay like this
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