Worldwide Suicide from Welcome Home by The Olde Souls and the Makeshift Band

There is something beautiful
In a man who's about to fall
Would you hold my hand?

Will we finally see the cost
When everyone we love's been lost?
Would you help me try to stand?

So I say goodbye to all my friends
I can see the future: it all comes to an end
There's nowhere to run; there's nowhere left to hide
So take a front row seat to a worldwide suicide

Look inside and you will see
Something that will always be
Would you let me know what you find?

You've been over there and back again
We looked inside, we're only men
We can never seem to hide

Goodbye to all my friends
And I can see the future: it all comes to an end
There's nowhere to run; there's nowhere left to hide
So take a front row seat to a worldwide suicide

Goodbye to all my friends
And I have seen the future: it all comes to an end
There's nowhere to run; there's nowhere left to hide
So take a front row seat to a worldwide suicide
So take a front row seat to a worldwide suicide
So take a front row seat to a worldwide suicide

• Americana
• Celtic
• Folk
• Folk Rock
• Rock
• Columbus