Six Forty five And the sun has cut the sky And the clouds are still bleeding As mean while I I drink alone outside the bar At the end of the world So this is how it feels Ten Twenty five And theres a girl with cold eyes But her stockings are running And anyway. Shes just the end of a melody That sings to me of you So this is how it feels To stagger from the undergrowth And rediscover emptiness Dancing on the beach About Two O five The bands on fire its a pyre And the bodies are burning Im still alive But as the papers have a**ured me I won't be for long So this is how it feels So this is how it feels To walk upon the waves alone With nothing to conceal So this is how it feels To crawl up from the accident And die beneath your wheels Nearly Four AM I'm just a ripple in the tide And the tide is receding I realy can't pretend That the end feels like anything More than a joke So this is how it feels So this is how it feels To throw past onto the floor And smash it beneath your heels So this is how it feels To catch your face in a broken gla** And know that thats whats real Six Forty five and the sun has cut the sky And the clouds are still bleeding