In their beds, in the night, God will love your children right. They will kick and they'll scream how it's been hell just to believe. Terror's got tired eyes in front of mirrors and blinding lights. It's easier now that you're gone. We only buried you this morning. Fire, fire fills the sky. Will you be there when I die? What's the point of speaking up when we can't even speak of love? Higher, higher, at least I try, instead of stacking days to my side. Did you notice me at all when summer died and turned to fall? I will sing to the Lord. I pray He breaks all of your bones. Your family burns at dawn. Damn, this city's gone on far too long. Burning houses to the ground, melting smiles into permanent frowns. The sun never shines, 'cause i'm up, up all night. The sun never shines, 'cause it's a waste of my time. The sun never shines, but loves to sharpen knives. All God's children say the sun will never shine, will never shine.