Texty: A Silver Mt. Zion. Babylon Was Built On Fire / Starsnostars.

Babylon was built on fire
And the bones of useless machines
It hurt to breathe
You fell away from me

Packs of helicopters divide
Across a crowded sky
What angels did you ride
As i staggered at your side

First voice:
Citizens in their homes
And missiles in their holes
And citizens in their homes

Second voice:
The brightest night
I ever saw,
Across
An empty parking lot
No stars

Third voice:
This highway needs rain across
Both of its lanes until
All that remains is
This heart and its flames
And the rumble of trains
'Neath a handful of stars