We took a step into the shelter of the dim, cold night

Not seeing shadows grow and follow us into the dark

And we were getting closer and closer to crossing the line

So we threw a party with champagne towers and glamorous bow ties

We were on a train when it suddenly stopped

I looked out the window and decided to walk

The streets were still quiet and covered in snow

Nothing but the static on the radio

When we think we haven't gone too far

We've sacrificed our hearts in a childish rebellion

And machines of loving grace

Will rub it in our faces and stop pretending

She used to wear a dress of gauze

And her dark hair fell in waves

Eternal beauty in repose

But her love life was a mess

She would wake up in the morning

Just in time to take her meds

What a beauty

What a mess

When we think we haven't gone too far

We've sacrificed our hearts in a childish rebellion

And machines of loving grace

Will rub it in our faces and stop pretending

It's too late

What a mess we've made

The machines of loving grace

It's too late

While we think we haven't gone too far

We've sacrificed our hearts in a childish rebellion

And machines of loving grace

Will rub it in our faces and stop pretending

Stop pretending

When the world is changing

The child becomes the parent

To dominate this planet