The 7th Trombone کے بول

Down the stairs the fallout shelter Destination of mankind the citizens of our hometown waiting silently and blind Are you joking are you kidding there`s no solution to the end the countryman sings on the air that some broken hearts never mend Empty streets and an imaginary skyline not to find in tourists` guides liberty has lost its feet a view on missing city lights Sheets so wet and within I sweat a worm inside the Big Apple I awake from sleep and I start to weep the end has not yet started started to happen Ten minutes to midnight hide run just a few seconds to live ten minutes to midnight a fatal mistake the world will not forgive Ten minutes to midnight hide run just a few seconds to live ten minutes to midnight a fatal mistake the world will not forgive While melting away ... we`re melting away.