In ivory towers Made by wind of solitude Dying flowers A life's declining amplitude Laid in ashes The fires that once kept us warm Unlike the masses We’re bracing for the storm After this After all Will you be there to catch my fall When the storm is over Will we be standing tall? After this After all We will be breaking down this wall You and me together We can conquer all In empty cities All the noise is laid to rest Reality is In dark days we give our best