When all the snow is gone,
And we are down to bare asphalt
There is nothing to ease our fall, save the comfort of each other.
When all hope and ambition has been left behind
And all that remains is cynicism, there is nothing to fuel our flame,
Save that can of gasoline/save those moments when we rise,
Save the feeling of being struck down,save the strength that we can gather, save nothing-loose it all-all towers must fall