Album: Silos & Smokestacks
A hundred million miles away
The sun extinguishes the flames
It'll take eight minutes til we go
You have fun hanging out
Then hear the radio
With news of how the end is here
Last call for wishes and regret
Chances given all you get
And we'll stop wondering who to be
No more happiness or fear
Nothing to show for all our tears
Our whole existence is erased
I stare at the sky
Dark circle in space where the sun had been
Too young to die
Farewell, good night
Please, stop wasting time
Go, use your life
Your game will end but you won't
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