When faith alone is not enough,
To keep our hands barely above,
We look for reason and come up empty-handed.
And when our children fight our wars,
while we sit back just keeping score,
We're teaching murder not understanding now.

We're setting the fires to light the way,
We're burning it all to begin again,
With hope in our hearts and bricks in our hands,
We sing for change.

The lies our very sons that lay,
Won't cancel debts we've yet to pay,
How could we justify anything now,
As long as we blindly obey,
And do exactly what they say,
We'll have no one to blame but ourselves now.

We're setting the fires to light the way,
We're burning it all to begin again,
With hope in our hearts and bricks in our hands,
We sing for change.

We run on the fumes of injustice,
We'll never die with the fuel that you give us,
Keep it coming 'cause I'm prepared to burn,
Keep running from me at every turn.

Your life around,
(into something true, into something true)
So turn your life around,
(into something true, something true)

We're setting the fires to light the way,
We're burning it all to begin again,
With hope in our hearts and bricks in our hands,
We sing for change.

The bicycles inside your skull
Send you away and out you go
Into the street where all the pretty girls collect their thoughts for you
And pin them up, to clouds and trees
And aggravate your paranoid
And shivering fears and rolling aches
Can you not see a star out there?

Where all the bricks are bright and free
Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free

The lizard skins around yourself
Drop off and let the others through
In reds and whites and blacks and blues
Each facet shines or breaks anew
And in a big tall building she lets out her hair into the street
Where cars and trucks career through it
Until the ends get wrecked and split

Where all the doors are bright and free
And all the doors are bright and elegant and free

The sun revolves around the sun
And then around a bright black moon
And in a café by the sea you stir your tea and suck your spoon
And when your breakfast comes you're miles away
And all your eggs get cold
You're where the light is blinding bright
And all the windows tilt to you

Where all the bricks are bright and free
Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free
Where all the bricks are bright and free
Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free