From the album The Doom Loop


Up up and away
The parchment is in the sky
Beetlebug backpack away
From really knowing how to fly

And the wind's whipping south
down in death's corridor
Where it's always the brick,
where it's always the brick
Where it's always unsure

oh -- what resolution?

When the ice hits the walk
you find the time to slow down
And the smoke, it pours out
of the Fifth Street Towers

We're looking for the fire
We're looking for the fire
But there's never a fire
no there's never a fire