They're Too Many

I thought I saw you on the tracks down by the station
Shortly looking across your shoulder for a while
While the demons gather up from every nation
(But…)
They’re too many
They’re too many
They’re too many
(Aaah, Aaah)
With that random make-up thrown across the lashes
And the shirts that might have fit you years ago
And the boyfriends that you chose from lines of fascists
They’re too many
They’re too many
They’re too many
(Aaah, Aaah)
Are we leaving our swords for the night?
Are we leaving our swords for the night?
We can hide in mountains, watch the skies all brighten
With the hopes you never realised bore light
We can make up lists of reasons why we’re fighting
(And…)
They’re too many
They’re too many
They’re too many
(Aaah, Aaah)
Are we leaving our swords for the night?