The sky is falling down
It crashed into my town
Fragments in the streets
Fragments on the ground A crater large enough
To call the human bluff
Fragments in my lungs
I could either cry or laugh There's a hole in the ceiling, and I’m feeling the breeze
Nothing more than a feeling, the sky is shattered, so please
Fix my roof They fly next to the sun
With their paintball guns
Pink and yellow clouds I believe they’re almost done There’s a hole in the ceiling, and I’m feeling the breeze
Nothing more than a feeling, the sky is shattered, so please
Fix my roof
I don’t want to know the truth The mayor’s looking proud
He’s waving to the crowd
You’re all heroes now
I can hear them all applaud But there’s a hole in the ceiling, and I’m feeling the breeze
Nothing more than a feeling, the sky is shattered, so please
Fix my roof
I don’t want to know the truth.
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