I woke to the smell of fire
Nestled in my oracle's ear
I dreamt of the sound of a tree falling down
That no one else could hear
I was a celibate prostitute
I was a zebra with bleached blonde hair
I wrenched my rusted knees from the twisted sheets
And rose into the autumn air
[Chorus x2]
I felt the end was near (I don't want to die for this)
Trees will overtake
This choking cityscape
Floods will wash away
All these unnatural shapes
And I will celebrate
I won't belong to this broken ghost anymore
We can sail away
Atop impending waves
We don't have to stay
To greet the end of days
We can start anew
Us kids are fated to build it better than before
I walked to the fractured sidewalk
Where the dandelions grow
In the shadows of vacant palaces
Consumed by vines and mold
[Chorus x2]
I felt the end was
[Chorus x6]
I felt the end was