The world is ending
Can’t you tell
They stole her sun
They dried her well
The moon is lonely
The days are dark
And I am watching
A tiny spark
Daring to call itself a flame
You know it by a different name
The world is ending
Can’t you tell
They stole her sun
They dried her well
The moon is lonely
The days are dark
And I am watching
A tiny spark
Daring to call itself a flame
You know it by a different name