Midnight (Hiroshima)

We sailed on an ocean of regret, Until we found a land where we could forget We see the flash of headlines in the sky There are no more bargains left for us to buy We hear a whistling in our heads. We are done sleeping in our beds. We hear a siren song that fills the air If you woke us we would fall We once were the children of the future We are now the children of the past We sailed on an ocean of regret, Until we found a land where we could forget