Method

Living Colour

Heaven is burning
No birds sing
Heaven is burning
ItÂs a silent spring

Party is over
The circus has left town
ItÂs the morning after
And youÂre coming down
Down
Down

Hell is frozen
Crashing dreams
Cities imploding
Worlds unseen

ThereÂs a method to the madness
Like thereÂs a reason to this rhyme
The ultimate weapon
The perfect crime

Take me by the hand
DonÂt you know
The dammed donÂt cry
I can get so low
That I am high

ThereÂs a method to the madness
Like thereÂs a reason to this rhyme
The ultimate weapon
The perfect crime

ThereÂs a method to the madness
Like thereÂs a reason to this rhyme
The ultimate weapon
The perfect crime