Way down six underground
Below the status quo
The lost and the newly found
This feedback manifesto
Green and clever tripped the sea
For a sliver just you and me
In the light of the greyest dawn
Swan song's short and the rest in long
Beneath the sleeping city
Blackened by the night
Lurks a music with a message
Precise but not polite
Floating by this riptide
Wayward kings and queens
Then one day you'll discover
All that's golden rarely gleams
Torn and twisted turned around
Empty lost without a sound
Glory days she softly said
Better than what lie ahead
Slightly near dark shadows
Warmth of the sun so low
Tried to run from the gallows
When your flicker fades you go
Beneath the sleeping city
Blackened by the night
Lurks a music with a message
Precise but not polite
Floating by this riptide
Wayward kings and queens
Then one day you'll discover
All that's golden rarely gleams
Beneath the sleeping city
Blackened by the night
Beneath the sleeping city
Blackened by the night
Beneath the sleeping city
Blackened by the night
Beneath the sleeping city
Blackened by the night