End Of Days

(Sullivan/M Dean) 2019

This end of days will be a lot of days
Slow motion unfolding
Every small explosion has a fall-out
There is dust there in your footprints
The expression on your face says that you’ve been cheated
Well yes, you’ve been cheated but not in the way that you think
When the high and the mighty spread their wings
Only shadowed things can grow in the shadows beneath
You say you’re bored of the fireworks
Now you want to see the fire

It isn’t just yet that we have to trample
Over each other to reach air
We will mix and mend when we have to
We will celebrate when we can
We could climb up there to the source of the river
That runs through everything before it’s gone
But when the high and the mighty spread their wings
Only shadowed things can grow in the shadow beneath
And we’re bored of the fireworks
We want to see the fire
We’re long past being careful of what we wish for

We can’t go back to uninvent the wheels that we ride
To find a place, like a punch thrown into space that needs
A place to land, a place to land, a face, a face

This end of days is going to be a lot of days
Slow motion unfolding
They are running out of tickets for the two-minute hate
The sales-people they know every trick, click, click
Turn on the tap and the bile keeps coming,
We will drown in the stuff long before it’s too late
We are bored of the fireworks
We want to see the fire
We’re long past being careful of what we wish for

Published by PRS/MCPS

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