My dear apocalyptic friend Convinced the world will shortly end I only wanna hold you In my arms... And whisper softly That it's all right If God decides to kill the lights And back to stardust We return again... When rapture comes I understand Your car will likely be unmanned But, what about those sitting in the back? Strapped into the baby seat Sweet milk sticking to their feet Is this the joy felt waking up your heart? Is this the joy felt waking up your heart? So let the worse reclaim the farm The lightning strikes Collapse the barn The grass has grown to just above your knees As insects guided by the moon Pray for another vacant room And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke And ash rains down like feathers made of smoke My dear apocalyptic friend Convinced the world will shortly end I only wanna hold you In my arms... And whisper softly That it's all right If God decides to kill the lights And back to stardust We return again... And back to stardust We return again... And back to stardust We return again...