We held hands on the last night on Earth Our mouths filled with dust We kissed in the fields and under trees Screaming like dogs and bleeding dark into the leaves It was empty on the edge of town but We knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river So we walked through the waste where the road curved into sea And the shattered seasons lay And the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease In our cancer of passion you said "Death is a midnight runner"
The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars That wore like an antique wedding dress The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn As the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked If you would accompany me in a quick fall But you made me realize my ticket wasn't good for two
I rode alone You said "The cinders are falling like snow" There is poetry in despair and we sang with unrivaled beauty Bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence Of blue and grey Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names In the flesh of the city The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the hirizon And the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward And somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation Scratched into the Earth like a message