Airplanes flying
overhead
While I toss and
turn in bed
A life in disarray
Crumbling ground
Tumbling down
Run to the sound
Run to the sound
Of a fire
in the city
A sudden jolt
I'm wide awake
Bolting for
the door I take
A couple things
I thought
were precious
to me now
Crumbling ground
Tumbling down
Run to the sound
Of a fire
in the city
And as I
gather up
my sins
The ashes
they roll in
My ascension
has begun
Crumbling ground
Tumbling down
Run to the sound
As the flames
begin to rise
Burning ground
I see the life
I left behind
Don't turn around
Do not turn around
Constellations
in the sky
Constellations
the goodbye
I don't wanna go
Crumbling ground
Tumbling down
Run to the
sound of
Crumbling ground
Crumbling ground