Oh yeah it started today in a cloud If I was the sun I would shout
  I've got so much shining left before I'm out
  Yeah it began with a spark then a flame grew into a fire and spread out again
  And I just woke up here surrounded by the whole thing
    Well, we have got to get out of here
  In our darkest hour
  When we may not make it
    I can't see a thing through the smoke and if I could breathe
  I'd try not to choke
  No where to run no where to hide no where to go
  Sometimes I get stuck yeah I get so upset
  I burn at the ends I learn to regret
  Just one toss of that faithful cigarette
    Well, we have got to get out of here
  In our darkest hour
  I think the end is near I can feel it
  We have got to get out of here
  In our darkest hour
  When we may not make it