Stings of the swarm (we are few)
Half-full bottles of Clozapine gaining dust inside your cabinets
The wind and snow outside, too bare and honest for my palate
We stay inside, we each just speak when spoken to
The warning signs are many, we are few
The time is coming, one day we shall be reborn
A baptism by fire, we burn at the stings of the swarm
The windows have cracked from the pressure and the ceiling seems to sag
I'd never tell you this, but you're all I want to have
We stay inside, we each just speak when spoken to
The warning signs are many, we are few
The time is coming, one day we shall be reborn
A baptism by fire, we burn at the stings of the swarm
I will hold you as you tear me down
©Nigel A. Wilson ASCAP zero2ten Publishing
The wind and snow outside, too bare and honest for my palate
We stay inside, we each just speak when spoken to
The warning signs are many, we are few
The time is coming, one day we shall be reborn
A baptism by fire, we burn at the stings of the swarm
The windows have cracked from the pressure and the ceiling seems to sag
I'd never tell you this, but you're all I want to have
We stay inside, we each just speak when spoken to
The warning signs are many, we are few
The time is coming, one day we shall be reborn
A baptism by fire, we burn at the stings of the swarm
I will hold you as you tear me down
©Nigel A. Wilson ASCAP zero2ten Publishing