Something filled up

My heart with nothing

Someone told me not to cry

But now that I'm older

My heart's colder

And I can see that it's a lie

Children, wake up

Hold your mistake up

Before they turn the summer into dust

If the children don't grow up

Our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up

We're just a million little gods causing rainstorms

Turning every good thing to rust

I guess we'll just have to adjust

With my lightning bolts a-glowin'

I can see where I am going to be

When the reaper, he reaches and touches my hand

With my lightning bolts a-glowin'

I can see where I am going

With my lightning bolts a-glowin'

I can see where I am going

You better look out below!