Bleak and tired Western skies,
Silence crashing with quiet lies,
Shattered glass reflects elation –
Reformation, Reformation.

I saw you running through my dreams,
Question held me to the scene,
Your face was wet with perspiration –
Reformation, Reformation.

There’s something wrong,
There’s something wrong:
Man is something that must be overcome.
Quick, snap, break, crack, complication –
Reformation, Reformation.

I saw you running through my dream,
A sun that burst through a cloudy scheme;
Shattered glass reflects elation –
Reformation, Reformation.

Bleak and tired Western skies,
Silence crashing with quiet lies,
Shattered glass reflects elation –
Reformation, Reformation.