Did you fall in love with the cannon's fire?
And the smell of a smoldering world
In the bloody sand where lead flies like insects through the air
This is just a moment of confusion, birds like a lattice to the sun
You calculate the simple execution by the silent run
Of the numbers in our blood

You don't have to go through any more changes, it's all done now
You don't have to break the wild horses that run you and run you down
You don't have to untangle the bells that jingle and chime and charm you
You don't have to change, you don't have to hold onto your past
You don't have to carry it down this path, it's all part of the deal

In the pitch of the night is a stranger, strange as the shadow by your side
It calls to your mind a face you haven't called upon for years
Once you were a magnificent fiend, eyes like electric eels
An executioner of the highest degree
Here you are family sweet torturer in the arms of the secret world
A piano plays to the vague erosion of the day

You don't have to go through any more changes, it's all done now
You don't have to break the wild horses that run you and run you down
You don't have to untangle the bells that jingle and chime and charm you
You don't have to change, you don't have to hold onto your past
You don't have to carry it down this path, it's all part of the deal

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): ETHAN MILLER