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Who put the fire out?

Sing, pretty bird in your concrete cage,
Another sad song for the modern age.

Who put the fire out?

Who put the fear into this land?
Who put the gun into his hand?
Who took all the boys from every downtown?
Who is going to hear you when you’re underground?

Now the clocks don’t strike like the workers think they ought to do.
Who put the fire out?

Who took the cradle and made it into a grave?
Who decides which sinners are sent to be saved?
Who appoints killers?
Who appoints preyed?
Who do we ignore?
Who do we obey?

It took 25 years to pay the price,
And 25 more to wonder why
Every little breath is just a sigh
Every broken heart is a place for us to hide,
And shadows hang long where there used to be light.
Who put the fire out?

Time keeps ticking away.

Who put the fire out?

Sing, pretty bird in your concrete cage,
Another sad song for the modern age.
Suicide singers are all the rage.

No one knows you do the things you do.
Daddy don’t lie, he just doesn’t tell the truth.
Mommy won’t cry because she spent all of her tears on you.

Time keeps ticking away.