Two Tickets (To the End of the World)

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

And it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away

But it's the end of everything you've ever known

From outer space we paint catastrophe in a red sky

With missiles swarming down like flies

Regeneration of human trace

With every stroke acrylic demise

Final goodbye

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

And it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away

But it's the end of everything you've ever known

Earth is my canvas

Darkness applied

With lack of colour as tone collides

From the edge of the universe

Life unfolds like a blast in the month of July, '65

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

And it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away

But it's the end of everything you've ever known

Brush strokes define the world

As the nightsky unfurls

You sit right at myside as the amendment's bride

When everything is still

And the outline is fulfilled

We begin again my dear

From the stratosphere

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

And it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away

But it's the end of everything you've ever known

The bride of the

Last day

One million miles away

One million, one million

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

And it's Armageddon