End Times

When I think of the end times, you come to mind

When I think of the end times, you come to mind

As the wall of water comes

And we tumble through the flood

I'll be dreaming of your skin

Lit from within when we were young

As the forest fires burn

And our shoes melt away

I'll feel the cooling April winds

Of your song inside my brain

As the Earth cracks in two

And we fall out into space

I'll be thinking of your hands

And all the times they held my face

When I think of the end times, you come to mind

When I think of the end times, you come to mind

As I sail out into orbit

Disintegrating flash of white

I'll sing for you as I'm turning

Turning into future old light

When I think of the end times, you come to mind

When I think of the end times, you come to mind