Gather 'round to hear this tale A story which has grown old Torn of their pride Stars collapse and collide The wrecking yard grows cold They may laugh and they may say This doesn't hurt them, oh no If you happen to see them just listen Take away some of their pain tonight These are saddened times today This sickened place we live We walk right through the wrecking yard It's nothing that we give Memories of days gone by
Eyes wet with pictures so bright Warm them from the fire The children they tire They're burning out tonight Dancing in the night they're shining Up above the sky Laughing in their darkest times You'll see them asleep in the rain tonight These are saddened times today This sickened place we live We walk right through the wrecking yard It's nothing that we give Gather 'round to hear this tale A story which has grown old