The red lights mean you're leaving    The white one's mean returning    Tell me how this story ends    And I'll keep them fires burning       The headlights look like diamonds    The taillights burn like coals    Tell me how this story ends    Before the fires go cold       The countryside's deserted    There's no one on the farms    The suburbs all are sleeping    The earthquakes set off car alarms       All after all now we aware    All after all the time we share    There's so much fears of world,    Types of world,    Tears of world