Morning, in the wake of an atom bomb
Lovers now reside in tombs of ash devoid of life
Their momentary paradise in pieces
Search the rubble for reason
Dying on time
The blood red rivers sparkle in the sun's indifferent light
Turn it sideways
And it still looks the same
You have a good day
But a number remains
Dreaming through the lull of an open sea
She's battled with time
The years have shed their days
And now the moment's taking shape
Resign from daydreams
Ready to feel reality
A love she can hold
Her mind's pulled out of sleep
She hears the unforgiving sea seep in to strangle her wishes
Involuntary, but vicious
It's pouring inside
She curses out to no one for a life of wasted time
Gasping for reason
Final moments are fleeting
And after the fight
The sunrise decorates the scene in apathetic light
Feel each dark day's irregular shape
Turn it sideways and force it in place
Drink the juice up and savor the taste
Make the most of, cause time doesn't wait