Why are the sirens so loud and
Why are you screaming?
I've never seen such a look of
Panic etched on someone's face
There must be something wrong
Why are the planes overhead and
What are they dropping?
I guess discussions broke down
And now we learn that they would rather not discuss much more.
I just don't know how the world works anymore
So I sure hope you can give me a clue
Or two about what we should do when things get out of hand
Why are the shadows so long and
Why aren't they moving?
It's like the sun touched the earth
And everyone is standing still or lying in repose
Everything seems to be slowly simmering
Scanning the scene it's beginning to dawn on me
Circumstances might have gotten slightly out of hand
What was the reason for this and
Where am I running?
I've no destination in mind
But as the miles fly underfoot
I feel a sweet release
My boy scout guide never mentioned "apocalypse"
Shit's gone awry; I don't think I can handle it
I'll just find a place to hide while things are out of hand
credits
from
The Fortnighter, track
released 08 May 2010
Matthew did everything.