warning signs

take a look at the road

sailing along underfoot

smooth isn’t it and broad

good for a languid cruise

sorry to burst your bubble

but destruction awaits you

at the land’s bitter finish

reverse turn around go back

this is only a death end

can’t you see warning signs

when they’re in front of you

i’m trying to prevent disaster

don’t you care anymore at all

well you can call me honest

or brand me a liar

but it’s too late for tears

when your soul’s on fire