What else could we have done? False hope and our weakness lead us on and on and on comforted by a constant fear we raise our voices, no one hears. We may lose but we're not lost. Day-by-day we're making it through the nights. And so we sing- \'We are one; undivided, and we are here,\' and so we scream, \'I am one independent,\' but no one hears. And so we sing all at once two different songs. I want to turn it down. And so it comes and goes, it serves us right. No surprise in your eyes and we're at it again, urgency and a cheapness lead us on and on and on. It's too loud and we can't hear. The next to come will find us here. I hear your words, my ears are ringing but I didn't catch what you said. Deviates Turn It Down