"Meyrin Fields" lyrics - BROKEN BELLS

Cycle down in the belly of the ocean
Why'd they ever notice that it's sticking out
Rise up and soundly state that everything else
In this world can be broken

When the scalding flow closes the distance
Up from the thermal vents seeping out
Your tiny vengeful life might pass through my mind
But I blink and it's over

[Chorus:]
It's coming, wait for it
We're done in, no contest
Of a sudden, your god is only the cold old grey you been avoiding
This city, your culture
Your modern, day suffering
Is over, so what if
I love it, I can't help it
That's all

Subtle guns and a glimpse of our intentions
I turn a stone to find a beaming light
I form no more words as I can not dare see the joy now
Washing me over

Will someone measure this moron now
I'm back again in this one light town
I cut the tie and I don't have to rely on
Nothing no no more

[Chorus:]
It's coming, wait for it
We're done in, no contest
Of a sudden, your god is only the cold old grey you been avoiding
This city, your culture
Your modern, day suffering
Is over, so what if
I love it, I can't help it
That's all