Countdown... I'm a fish out of water It's high, we're a lie, not where we ought to be Every single day, when I wake up, I just hear the sound Of drills and sirens Ringing through my ears Haven't you seen the pictures? Do I look as guilty as I feel? Countdown... fix a key to the breeze, And we will prize a path between the trees Countdown... I'm a fish out of water It's high, we're a lie, not where we ought to be Every single day, when I wake up, I just hear the sound Of drills and sirens Ringing through my ears Haven't you seen the pictures? Do I look as guilty as I feel?