Beacon

At the end of the week

Crammed in commuter trains

Stations go by

But we don't know their names

Our eyes never meet

We flip trough catalogues

Or gape at our feet

To maintain control

And there's a beacon in the middle of the town

And when the power's out

It shows the way back home

The camera shot

All the grins and stares

But when the picture appeared

There was no one there

I could hear the sound

Distant and thin

Of our hearts carving in

refren':

And at the end of the week

We'll set things on fire

Do you know that thing

Just before you fall asleep

A sudden shock

And the feeling of falling down

It's the ghosts of the past

That try to sink their talons in

And drag you back in to the dark

refren' (2x)

We'll set things on fire

We'll set things on fire