heaven, why do we wait?
why do we hate?
seven, one number away,
the devil counts those days.

the sky, the signs.
well it’s all gone.

and i know my love will come home,
she will come home.

see it go, see the guns,
all the war has begun,
wait for it, wake the sun,
god i hope for a one.

i took my sins and i let them go,
i took my sins and i never came home.