(Feat clean sung guest vocals by Tommy Rogers of Between The Buried And Me)

This plane's going down in flames,
And this time there's no black box to capture your last words
A situation we can't make any sense of
Sacrifice costs all of us everything

This is the time to turn down our heads
And turn up our hearts
There's no scale to (there's no scale to) balance this out

Some say may those who curse days, curse this day
There's no scale to (there's no scale to) balance this out

Ouh! How does a man wrap his mind around eternity,
When he can't even (when he can't even)
Explain his own (explain his own) composition?
Don't you see it's bigger than you?

He sleeps in the mountains of Indonesia,
And the white on his flag brings colors to shame (colors to shame) (2x)

The earth will swallow the water The clouds refill the oceans

The earth will swallow the water and spit out
The clouds will refill, refill the oceans (2x)

The earth will swallow Old mountains will crumble the water and spit out and stronger ones will rise The clouds will refill This is the portrait refill the oceans of the humble and broken This plane crashed down in flames (down in flames) with a man who lived, who died, to better this world David, rest in peace

He sleeps in the mountains of Indonesia,
And the white on his flag brings colors to shame (colors to shame) (2x)

(In loving memory of David Clapper; you are an inspiration)