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