I am waiting for the culling of the herd
And the calming of the seas afterword
I don't know how much sun is left
But I'm not gonna waste my light dreading the night
It's coming all right
It's coming all right
I got a one-way ticket on a beat up train
And I'll ride till they kick me up, and kick me off
Where no angels fly and you'll seldom see a soul
But there's white clouds for miles around
For miles and miles and miles around
Cause I've seen so many moths in the night
Fly too close to the light
Their soft cotton wings, they burst
Sooner or later we all burst
So I'll lie here in my bed my dear
Let's watch the fireworks
I'll fly I'll fly I'll fly down
But I can't slow can't slow
Cause I've seen so many moths in the night
Fly too close to the light
Their soft cotton wings, they burst
Sooner or later we all burst
So I'll lie here in my bed my dear
Let's watch the fire
I can't tell babe, I can't tell
But my clock could run out real soon
So till then I'm running at full speed
I may not have as much time as I think I need
So I'm running forward, babe I'm
Running at full speed.
But I'm missing the world, plowing through my chores
Head down, next to my vacant window frame on this god-forsaken train
I'm giving up on my long to-do
I'll try to force some rest on these bones, on my weary bones
Cause I've seen so many stars in the night
Struggle to stay aflight
Their huge carbon frames, they burst
Sooner or later we're all gonna burst
So let's lie here in my bed my dear
Watch the fireworks
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