This is the monument
For a fallen foe
These are the signs and symptoms
Of a waning world

This is the wristwatch of a child
These are the shards of shattered hearts
Oh, they know that 8: 15 will come again
So, save us before the world ends with you

Reverence the ones whose
Mourners, too, shall soon be

Bad taste!
The meaning of a memory
Is lost at sea

This is the wristwatch of a child
These are the shards of shattered hearts
Oh, they know that
8: 15 will come again
So, save us before the world ends with you

Don’t be alarmed
When the bomb goes off again
Don’t be alarmed
Oh, don’t be alarmed!

This is the wristwatch of a child
These are the shards of shattered hearts
Oh, they know that 8: 15 will come again
So, save us before the world ends with you