Hey, come with me 'round the way
I'll be the clouds, you be the rain
Hey, we'll find another way
I'll help take away all your pain
Most people have
Most things these days
Hey, today's a brand new day
Bubbles in bottles to celebrate
Hey, we fell off all the rails
North wind taken away off sails
Most people have
Most things these days
They think it's all apocolips
Hey, send the personal eclipse
Silhouette sister or a wish
They think it's all apocolips
Turning a flick of a switch
Most people have
Most things these days
Flowers by the roadside is all that is left
You can feel your hands and feel your pockets for your last breath
Clap your hands, get on your knees, a dead man's shoes
Only one thing's for certain that you can't choose
Most people have
Most things these days
Flowers by the roadside is all that is left
You can feel your hands and feel your pockets for your last breath
Clap your hands, get on your knees, a dead man's shoes
Only one thing's for certain that you can't choose
They think it's all apocolips