We watched as those clouds grew
That thunder is all too near
Feel the heat as it\'ll soon grow cold
As the sun will break clear
Mans perfect storm
They said we were safe
Under their ever-present gaze
But as those bolts struck down
And pierced with radiated blaze
I never trusted those big wigs anyways
All too soon did we fall
Out of time, I suppose
Great countries take their share
With nothing left to show
All while the mushrooms grow
But I had hoped, deep down
That it would all be okay
That, maybe, we\'ll unite
For the sake of another day
Naive as always
It matters not, for its done
And with barely left to say
Soon we\'re going back home
And as this sun will take us away
There\'ll come soft rains