The Great Pan Is Dead

Tell me when the world is ending You won't be there still pretending I was just someone you would love to love But never love I know people without substance Will fill themselves with substances But then, honey child There was us There still is I will come running Gunning through the years Hunting heart Crushing fear I am still haunting Down the roads I know Of the hell that begs and burns Below Tell me that the stars exploded Heaven caved in Earth corroded I was still breaking my body in when you first touched me I know people will say We've thrown our lives away But is there a trail to salvation Or salvation anyway? I will come running Gunning through the years Hunting heart Crushing fear I am still haunting Down the roads I know Of the hell that begs and burns Below Their love laughs at locksmiths We're smashing through the windows Of delicate dream homes I feel so crowded alone The empathy of breaking chains The sympathy in crashing waves Careful boy, caution girl I do not think we were meant for this world I will come running Gunning through the years Hunting heart Crushing fear Forever haunted By the roads I know And if not above I'll see you below.