[Smith / Harris / Dickinson]



 Everybody's waiting for something to happen

 Everybody's waiting for something to see

 Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters

 Everyone's waiting for news on TV



 Winding lives at the end of the spiral

 Waiting dictators with their next big thrill

 Everyone's looking, but no one is listening

 Everybody wants to be in at the kill



 I wait for the signs, they tell me true

 I see the signs of the end of time



 Everyone's searching, but nothing's revealing

 Everyone's looking for the reason why

 Everyone's hoping for life everafter

 Everyone's looking at death from the sky



 Everyone's nightmares are going to happen

 Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes

 Everyone's praying but no one's believing

 Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies



 I wait for the signs, they tell me true

 I see the signs of the end



[Chorus:]

 So I watch and I wait

 And I pray for an answer

 An end to the strife and the world's misery

 But the end never came

 And we're digging the graves

 And we're loading the guns for the kill



 Can the end be at hand?

 Is the face in the sand

 Future memory of our tragedy?

 Can the end be at hand?

 Is the face in the sand

 Future memory of our tragedy?



[Repeat chorus, last verse]