Diarchy - Tirunelveli Lyrics

No time to stand up on a hill
And build a farm on lands we till
No time to count the trees we pass
Or pour some more, or mow the grass
No time to pat each other's backs
And ready them for known attacks
No time to measure those humble chests
And tell them how they fail the tests

For lands we till and hills we break
Were never really ours to take
The grass we roll, the trees we pass
All, and each, weren't meant to last
The backs we pat, the chests we beat
All destined for a crying defeat
Cause all will burn and all will drown
When love forever leaves the town

And all has burned and all has drowned
And love forever has left the town