As much as you say that we won't decay The bombs went off a week ago The grass here is gray, been walking all day But I'm not sure we'll make it home
[Chorus] So if you trust me, hold me close and We'll turn to sculptures made of sand Once they find us, a thousand years from now We'll still be right here holding hands Still be glowing, smiling like we didn't give a damn
[Verse 2] The lights getting low and the dust to snow The broken windows went everywhere Your clothes may be torn but I'll keep you warm I'll shade your eyes from the firestorm