at end of empire

there are no reasons for the sky to fail
each heart explodes when bullet reaches goal
honour and courage are just up for sale

we wait as all the weathermen turn pale
no other good thing's written on the scroll
there are no reasons for the sky to fail

the marks of vomit lie upon the rail
and drops of water fall into the bowl
honour and courage are just up for sale

it takes but little to turn this small scale
the weight of what is quite a tiny soul
there are no reasons for the sky to fail

we won't mistake the sardine for the whale
only a little finger blocks the hole
honour and courage are just up for sale

from deadly calm we wait the saving gale
to cleanse our sorry world from pole to pole
there are no reasons for the sky to fail
honour and courage are just up for sale