Rapture

If Rapture's true Soon there could Be nothing left of me and you Only piles of clothes And mobile telephones So you sit there in silence And comprehend The end of everything But I won't sit by and watch you dear No I can't sit by and watch you So just know when the day comes That the cities fall And the seas reclaim the ports I will know because of you I have seen the splendour of it all So tell me I'm the work of your life And I'll say you'll be the work of mine If Rapture comes Then there could be nothing Left here of anyone But I doubt it dear Cause I've seen the sinners And I've walked among them And known I'm one of them Blessed might be the meek my dear But they won't inherit shit Cause this world Is for lovers blameless and burdened Black-eyed from hurt but hopeful To know when the day comes That their cities fall And the seas reclaim the ports That they have seen The splendour of it all So tell me I'm the work of your life And I'll say you'll be the work of mine There'll be a bar when you go Where you're damned if you do But you're fucked if you don't And you know it's cool Yeah it's cool And you'll stand at the gates And you'll wait yeah you'll wait For the ones that you Knew to come too So tell me I'm the work of your life And I'll say you'll be the work of mine