This is the signal before the crash
The writing on the wall
Its our only chance to make it work
Before the sky begins to fall
Its the reflection in the mirror
The twisted view of self
The feeling you get inside your heart
That there's nothing to your wealth
See the scarlet tint there in the sky
The warning to us all
Its the art that only God can paint
To make us feel so small
This is the signal before the crash
One last chance to carry on
If we'll only turn our eyes
And see the lighthouse through the fog.
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