Apocalyptic Friend

My dear apocalyptic friend

Convinced the world will shortly end

I only wanna hold you

In my arms...

And whisper softly

That it's all right

If God decides to kill the lights

And back to stardust

We return again...

When rapture comes I understand

Your car will likely be unmanned

But, what about those sitting in the back?

Strapped into the baby seat

Sweet milk sticking to their feet

Is this the joy felt waking up your heart?

Is this the joy felt waking up your heart?

So let the worse reclaim the farm

The lightning strikes

Collapse the barn

The grass has grown to just above your knees

As insects guided by the moon

Pray for another vacant room

And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke

And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke

My dear apocalyptic friend

Convinced the world will shortly end

I only wanna hold you

In my arms...

And whisper softly

That it's all right

If God decides to kill the lights

And back to stardust

We return again...

And back to stardust

We return again...

And back to stardust

We return again...