Lyrics

Ash filled mountain top gunshots Sound like cannon balls, cannon balls, sinking boats And ohhh, I was sinking so I was thinking about whether I'd rather go Like the animals, animals, shot below Or my family, family, slow, slow, slow And it got hot so suddenly We were cannon balls into our swimming holes With our socks and our shoes on the rocks I was thinking oh Isn't this silly and aren't you beautiful So why are we treating eachother like animals