Looking 'round it's hard to think
That every single thing we see
Was born out of a tragedy
The fault of all humanity
Rolling hills and golden plains
The sunny skies and pouring rain
Inherited along with pain
But we've never known another way
[chorus]
This is our reality
Plan B of what was never meant to be
We live in a beautiful wasteland
Far from what was ever planned
Waiting for the day that we're free
Engulfed by the roar of the waves
We get lost in a sunset
All the beauty that we can't explain
We haven't seen a thing yet
And sometimes it's easy to forget
[chorus]
That this is our reality
Plan B of what was never meant to be
We live in a beautiful wasteland
Far from what was ever planned
Waiting for the day that we will finally see
The world as it was meant to be
With our eyes open wide
Captivated by a glimpse
Of the other side
This is a fallback
This is a snapshot
This is grace unleashed
On a fallen world
[chorus]
This is our reality
Plan B of what was never meant to be
We live in a beautiful wasteland
Far from what was ever planned
Waiting for the day that we're set free
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