I was 5 years old

My best friend's older brother died.

He fell from these cliffs and the river washed him away.

The current pulled him downstream and our lives float in the headlines.

So we park these cars in our parents' garage

To listen to the lullaby of carbon monoxide;

War all of the time

In the shadow of the NY skyline.

We grew up too fast.

Now we're falling apart

Like the ashes of American Flags.

If the sun doesn't rise,

We'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion.

A painted jail cell of light in the sky

Like three mile island nightmares on TVs that sing us to sleep.

They burn on and on like an oil field

or a memory of what it felt like

to burn on and on and not just fade away.

All those nights in the basement the kids are still screaming,

"on and on and on and on"

War all of the time

In the shadow of the NY skyline.

We grew up too fast.

Now we're falling apart

Like the ashes of American Flags.

And we're blowing in the wind

We don't know where to land

So we kiss like little kids

We used to be very tall buildings

But we've been falling for so long.

Now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town

they offer a welcome, when you are leaving.

War all of the time

In the shadow of the NY skyline.

We grew up too fast.

Now we're falling apart

Like the ashes of American Flags.

Whe the pieces fall it's like a last-day parade

and the fires in our streets start to rage.

So wave to all the people who long to wave back

from the fabric of a flag that sang LOVE all of the time.

War all the time

War all the time

War all of the time

All of the time...