"The Beast" performed by Radio Birds

Feel it on the road
We can
While all the witty others
Know how
To fit it all into a weekend
After that we're nothing

The writing's on the wall and how
We move just like a battle through towns
Seen it all laid out in gold
But dreams just can't be told

The beast is moving and it can't be stopped
It moves in ways that you cannot recreate
The face is changing but it's still the lot
Maybe more
Than ever
Before