Try to save but a death will come off the road Try to build a wall that’s high enough
It’s all boiling over, all boiling over
Try to save your house Try to save your songs Try to run But it follows you up the hill
It’s all boiling over, all boiling over Your loved ones, your loved ones.
No more conversation, no more conversation. You show it to me and I’m running out of chance All our rooms renumbered and looses tender Don’t turn away, don’t turn away