Alarms

We are here, we know that you've been blowing smoke
And we know that sometimes you forget we're here
And that is what fills you up with fear
The background noise that always finds you out

Things have changed, you wouldn't recognize the place
The savages have gone, they built a marble heart for us
But they forgot to pull down then
The things that stayed the same

We are on the flight path
We can almost smell the air I feel
And the background noise
We hardly even notice now
But we can hear alarms, alarms

We are here, we know what becomes
Of the broken ones, it only hits you when you give in
The secret point of living, it always finds you out

We are on the flight path
We can almost smell the air I feel
And the background noise
We hardly even notice now
But we can hear alarms, alarms

We are on the flight path
We can almost smell the air I feel
And the background noise
We hardly even notice now
But we can hear alarms, alarms
Alarms, alarms