Ash filled mountain top gunshots
Sound like cannon balls, cannon balls, sinking boats
And ohhh, I was sinking so
I was thinking about whether I'd rather go
Like the animals, animals, shot below
Or my family, family, slow, slow, slow
And it got hot so suddenly
We were cannon balls into our swimming holes
With our socks and our shoes on the rocks
I was thinking oh
Isn't this silly and aren't you beautiful
So why are we treating eachother like animals