When the moment finally comes

I could be the trigger

You could be the gun

That blows out the back

Of my skull



When a better day arrives

I could be the winner

You could be the prize

That i can't pretend to have won



Twilight is falling

The locusts are calling your name



When the devil's on the prowl

I can be the mortar

You can be the trowel

We could patch up

The cracks in our hearts



Twilight is falling

The locusts are calling your name