Babylon was built on fire And the bones of useless machines It hurt to breathe You fell away from me Packs of helicopters divide Across a crowded sky What angels did you ride As i staggered at your side First voice: Citizens in their homes And missiles in their holes And citizens in their homes Second voice: The brightest night I ever saw, Across An empty parking lot No stars Third voice: This highway needs rain across Both of its lanes until All that remains is This heart and its flames And the rumble of trains 'Neath a handful of stars