we’ll bar our doors
and hide inside ourselves, ourselves
we’ll cover up
safe ‘neath the iron walls
interior dark spaces we have delved
we’ll sing no songs
for fear the world is listening close
we’ll shut our ears
locked in the dark as shadows we’ll pose
we’ll lay ourselves on cold stone
and cross our arms upon our breast
we’ll be lulled to sleep
by the dying beat within our dying, sighing chest

and we’ll lose the flavour and the promise of the open air
screaming till the fabric of our lives is a tragic smiling tear
chanting this, this is our lived life right now
and this, this is the ending ember with the last lost glow

till we go down
but we’re already down
still we’ll go down