Open my eyes the day after the apocalypse
I had expected something better from the apocalypse
Noon and still the same boredom, it's the apocalypse
Still no ideals and no thrill
It sleazy, sleazy, sleazy, sleazy, sleazy
Ochre dawn has come
Winter's feather's glum
There's no explosion, no fire, no judgment day
There's still some human robots in a line who sway
Ochre dawn has come
Our lives go and on
Open my eyes on the very morning after the apocalypse
Expected fire, chaos or solar eclipse on the apocalypse
And then you call me on my cellphone and
You let me know you're OK with the apocalypse
Well if my end is by your side
Then the ride is really worth it on the apocalypse
So in confusion end appears as an illusion
The world can stop just as long as we're in fusion when my
Ochre dawn has come
Winter's feather's glum
There's no explosion, no fire, no judgment day
There's still some human robots in a line who sway
Ochre dawn has come
Our lives go and on
Common imagination through time across the nations
I still believe that you and I have reached a new dimension
I still feel my emotions go up and down and in all directions
You are my inspiration, my love my living mission
So tell my the world that they lied, our love is still hard
And we were not expecting the apocalypse to be quiet
So hold my hand 'cause at the end when we stop moving
We can keep our love in movement
Nothing will slow our self-improvement
Ochre dawn has come
Winter's feather's glum
Yo I'm curious, is this really serious
Or do we need an end to not fall into deliriousness
Feeding ourselves with answers that are making no sense
Well, every age with its stories, tales and mystical quests
That's just how we put all our fears and doubts to rest
It's the apocalypse, just witness it
There's no explosion, no fire, no judgment day
There's still some human robots in a line who sway
Ochre dawn has come
Our lives go and on