When

our

ri-

vers

run

dry

and

our

crops

cease

to

grow

And

when

our

sum-

mers

grow

lon-

ger

and

win-

ters

won't

sn-

o-

w

From

the

banks

of

the

o-

cean

and

the

ice

in

the

hills

To

the

fight

in

the

de-

sert

where

pro-

gress

stands

still

When

we've

lost

our

will

That's

how

we'll

kn-

o-

ow

This

is

not

a

test,

oh

no-

o-

o

This

is

car-

di-

ac

ar-

rest

Of

a

world

too

proud

to

ad-

mit

our

mis-

takes

We're

crash-

ing

in-

to

the

ground

as

we

all

fall

from

grace

When

the

air

that

we

breathe

be-

comes

air

that

we

choke

When

the

marsh

fe-

ver

spreads

from

the

swamps

to

our

ho-

omes

When

your

home

on

the

range

has

been

torn

down

and

paved

and

The

buff-

a-

lo

roam

to

a

slaugh-

ter-

house

grave

What

more

will

it

take

For

us

to

kn-

o-

o-

ow

This

is

not

a

test,

oh

no-

o-

o

This

is

car-

di-

ac

ar-

rest

Of

a

world

too

proud

to

ad-

mit

our

mis-

takes

Kiss-

ing

the

ground

as

we

all

fall

from

grace

This

is

a

cha-

nce

to

set

things

straight

To

bend

or

break

the

rules

back

in-

to

place

There

is

no

mid-

dle

ground,

no

com-

pro-

mise,

we've

drawn

the

line

With

per-

fect

aim,

we

stand

back

and

throw

Glass

win-

dows

break

and

it's

all

a-

bout

to

bl-

ow

Lights

go

out

as

we

pass

the

torch

a-

gain

In

hope

that

it

stays

li-

i-

it

Oh-

oh-

oh

Neu-

tra-

li-

ty

means

that

you

don't

real-

ly

care

Cause

the

strug-

gle

goes

on

e-

ven

when

you're

not

there

Blind

and

un-

a-

ware

That's

how

we'll

kn-

o-

o-

ow

This

is

not

a

test,

oh

no-

o-

o

This

is

car-

di-

ac

ar-

rest

Of

a

world

too

proud

to

ad-

mit

our

mis-

takes

We're

cras-

hing

in-

to

the

ground

as

we

all,

yeah

we

all,

all

fall

from

grace