End of the Empire

Disappear into the whitewater, double overhead

You don't have to listen to the music that you're being fed

Climbing out onto the rocks to meet the rising tide

But the waves are crashing down and now there ain't nowhere to hide

This is the end of the empire

Embers of campfire

Again

This is the end

Belly pressed into the ground, I'm deep down in the weeds

Hiding out for now, but pretty soon I'll have to flee

Got a find a way to get up high so maybe I can see

Disappear into the atmosphere and finally be free

This is the end of the empire

The embers of campfire

Again

This is the end

This is the end of the empire

The embers of campfire

Again

This is the end

Disappear into the whitewater, double overhead

You don't have to listen to the music that you're being fed