Something filled up My heart with nothing Someone told me not to cry
But now that I'm older My heart's colder And I can see that it's a lie
Children wake up Hold your mistake up Before they Turn the summer into dust
If the children don't grow up Our bodies get bigger But our hearts get torn up We're just a million little gods Causing rainy storms Turning every good thing to rust
I guess we'll just have to adjust
With my lighning bolt so glowing I can see where I am going To be when the reaper He reaches and touches my hand
With my lighning bolt so glowing I can see where I am going With my lighning bolts a glowing I can see where I am go-going
