Tunnel

Red Blue lights flashing, like the scene of a crime.
Yet another one of us has crossed over the line.
Metal twisted every - thing and broken glass.
A blank gaze out from you, reflects the sudden blast.

No!

A voice speaks out and wonders...
(why's his eyes still open?)
do you think it'll be ok?
(is he gonna?...)
the answers, sighs, and maybes
(of the tunnel)
echo their dismay
(echo their dismay)

Falling faster, its just about to end.
and the rain of teardrops,
and times that you did spend,
and times that you did spend,
and times that you did spend.