I've never seen

A red sky this color

And the crows so sweet

Can't find their mother

There must be something in the water

I think this city's on fire

The river's burning

My God

Somebody help us

There's something not right

Something not right

These days

My friends

They look at me

With faraway eyes

Their hands in mine

I fear that they

Are dead inside

The city's gone mad

It's all a-bustle

The people's heads bowed

They all wear muzzles

I don't like it

It's all a struggle

It's no longer about what you know

But what you believe

Oh

You should see

There's something not right

Something not right

These days

My friends

They look at me

With faraway eyes

Their hands in mine

I fear that they

Are dead inside

And in the darkness

They see me

With open arms

They greet me

And now I see

Now I see

These days

My friends

They look at me

With faraway eyes

Their hands in mine

I fear that they

Are dead inside