Apocalypse (Not Right) Now

eternity is calling but I can't say it sounds great without inflection your passing passive admission it sends me up and knocks me down you used to sing so loud I swear I could've heard your thoughts before now before my ears gave out I've since questioned the sense of simply turning down so long the silence steps back home it's too long and we are too alone the apocalypse is stalling but I can't say it sounds great with no inflection my selfish self-deprecation it tucks me in (it tucks me in) and knocks me out I used to sleep so sound I swear I could've rivaled the dead before now before my legs gave out I've since questioned the sense of simply lying down so long the silence steps back home it's too long and we are too alone so long the silence steps back home (when you step back home) it's too long and we are too alone (you are so alone)