is this the new year. or just another night. is this the new fear. or just another fright. is this the new tear. or just another desperation. is this the finger. or just another fist. is this the kingdom. or just a hit and miss. a misdirection most in all this desperation. is this what they call freedom. is this what you call pain. is this what they call discontented fame. it'll be a day like this one. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. I'm singin this one like a broken piece of glass. broken hearts and broken noses in the back. is this the new year. or just another desperation. you push until you're shoving. you bend until you break. 'til you stand on the broken fields where your fathers lay. it'll be a day like this one when the world caves in. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. is nothing here worth saving. is no one here at all. is there any net left that could break our fall. it'll be a day like this one when the sky falls down. when the hungry and poor and deserted are found. are you discontented. have you been pushing hard. have you been throwing down this broken house of cards. it'll be a day like this one when the world caves in. when the world caves in. when the world caves in. is there nothing left now. nothing left to sing. are there any left who haven't kissed the enemy. is this the new year. or just another desperation. does justice ever find you. do the wicked ever lose. is there any honest song to sing besides these blues. and nothing is okay until the world caves in. until the world caves in. 'til the world caves in. 'til the world caves in. 'til the world caves in. 'til the world caves in. 'til the world caves in. until the world caves in. until the world caves in. until the world caves in. until the world caves in