Looking back in sweet disbelief

There's water in the setting sun

Fire in the pouring rain

We all know what we've done

But we never speak its name

The echoes of carelessness 

Ring out through eternity

For no child gets to be young

In the distant ripples of our legacy

The sky burns neon red

The ground cracks at their feet

The children's children of your child

Looking back in sweet disbelief  

There's snow drops in early autumn 

Smoke rising from the lake

The piano's collecting dust

Cos there's never a song worth playing

The echoes of recklessness

Scream out through eternity

For no river gets to be swam

On the outskirts of what used to be

The feilds burn neon blue

The flood rises to their knees

The childrens children of your child

Looking back in sweet disbelief