If doing things our way is wrong
than we'll be the vandals of this hollow land

I'll fall into the dust so i can recreate you in the sand,
you little angel

You are fragile, something i hold dear
I only want protection for you to be near

You can hold your own, there's no denying that
but the care must be there.

We're vandals in this hollow land
i don't expect them to understand.