The chant of the lost
Drowned by the roar of the engines
A cog in the wheels
That flatten the roads to the future
Seasons change
And fade with every passing year
Cast aside
Amongst the empty cans of beer
Scatter the ashes of the slain
Now it's over
Why are you weeping in the rain
Now it's over
Now that it's over
Holding hands out
To the wounded
You shone in your finest hour
All the torment and the grieving
Recedes with every hour
Sowing seeds in celebration
With the fallen not forgotten
Spirit voices in the distance
Can't you hear the sound of thunder
Don't you hear the sound of thunder
Banish the darkness from your days
Now it's over
Garnish the garden with your grace
Now it's over
Now that it's over
Now that it's over
Now you can live again
Learn how to laugh again
Wash it all away
Learn how to love again
The sun's coming out
The sun's coming out
Drowned by the roar of the engines
A cog in the wheels
That flatten the roads to the future
Seasons change
And fade with every passing year
Cast aside
Amongst the empty cans of beer
Scatter the ashes of the slain
Now it's over
Why are you weeping in the rain
Now it's over
Now that it's over
Holding hands out
To the wounded
You shone in your finest hour
All the torment and the grieving
Recedes with every hour
Sowing seeds in celebration
With the fallen not forgotten
Spirit voices in the distance
Can't you hear the sound of thunder
Don't you hear the sound of thunder
Banish the darkness from your days
Now it's over
Garnish the garden with your grace
Now it's over
Now that it's over
Now that it's over
Now you can live again
Learn how to laugh again
Wash it all away
Learn how to love again
The sun's coming out
The sun's coming out