Saw the shape dissolve,
Watched this place evolve,
Turned the stars to waste,
Left a bitter taste,
Fueled by kerosene,
Sand bled gasoline.

When you fell from grace,
Did you escape your fate?

Dove beneath surface,
Sought to find your purpose,
Breathed the water in,
Stopped your heart again,
Fueled by heat and steam,
Stones bled fractured dreams.

When you fell from grace,
Did you escape your fate?

Welcomed all your faith,
Asked Heaven to wait,
Spoke a silent plea,
Swam in starry seas,
Fueled by your belief,
Sticks bled gray ennui.

When you fell from grace,
Did you escape your fate?

Made the mountains fall,
Sensed the Earth revolve,
Bandaged the inner wound, 
Prayed your soul’s in tune,
Fueled by electricity,
Bones bled duplicity.

When you fell from grace, 
Did you escape your fate?