Diorama

I heard about your god
Found him hanging by a thread
Can't say I was surprised
Isn't that what we expect?

I heard about the war
Had to turn away in shame
I watch it through the glass
And we go on selling faith

Ooh-ooh, what is can never be undone
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, tomorrow shines on everyone
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Tiny existence fills me full of dread
Tiny music fills the diorama in my hand

Ooh-ooh, what is can never be undone
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, tomorrow shines on everyone
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh