We know the sound
We know the sound
Radio plays a happy tune and we know the sound
Lived a life of ignorance but you can't deny
Look upon the burning world from our seats on high
We claim the sunsets and every dying sky
Rain sweeps around the windshield and stay just in case
Lights of evening flicker past and play across your face
Look upon the burning world from our seats on high
We claim the sunsets and every dying sky
Every dying sky