We should have known more,
we should have been prepared.
The man in you is gutteling,
the child in me that is scared.

We should have known better,
we should have known the facts.
The things that have died in our hands
are now living inside our chests.

We should have known to be silent
we should have know to make it through.
The stars that have dissapeared,
would help me find way back to you.