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The TV static did antenna tuning in and it's the news again.
Just send the pizzas here,
A case of ice cold beer and only two of us to share.
With my eyes on the glass a strange escape I see never reaching me.
Yesterday has been and gone, today it won't be long.
Let's forget about the past.
If it's easier you may close your eyes and look away
So you can face another day.
With my eyes on the glass a strange escape I see never reaching me.
All the pictures of the fall.
All the writing on the wall.
A crowd is marching in the street.
So many have nothing to eat, and death is waiting for disaster.
Relief may slowly make it through
A world sits watching how you do, but no one does a thing about it.
With my eyes on the glass a strange escape I see never reaching me.
All the pictures of the fall.
All the writing on the wall.
All the sinners and the saints.
All the wasting and mistakes.
Maybe another day will see a better world.
Maybe the answer wouldn't mend.
Now for our faithless world it's the end!...
All the pictures of the fall.
All the writing on the wall.
All the sinners and the saints.
All the wasting and mistakes.
All the pictures of the fall.
I see the pictures of the fall.
All the writing on the wall.
I read the writing on the wall.
All the sinners and the saints.
All the sinners and the saints.
All the wasting and mistakes.
