Those words are all remainders Echoes growing in the heart of twilight They lay back laughing at naivety's star Awaken all those whispers in the dusty shadow of a passing favour I wouldn't s

The wild boys are calling on their way back from the fire in august moon's surrender to a dust cloud on the rise wild boys fallen far from glory reckless and so hungered on the razors edge

Child, don't you worry It's enough your growing up in such a hurry Brings you down, the news they sell ya To put in your mind that all mankind is a failure But nobody knows What's gonna happen