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When the end comes
You'll see hydrogen electrolyzed
Amazing you're amazed at the cold
You see the fire by your face
Bitter bloom, flightless skies
The fear, the doom, it's no surprise
Now realize there's no sense in losing your mind
Before your time
In order not to worry you write the words down
But it's a fool's game and your game face is shameful
So rise young sun, you're a tireless one and you'll be back burning
When the morning comes
When you catch my soul upon waking will you make a wish
For the wild west to accept the excess?
When the end comes
You'll see fields of green beyond your reach and heartbeats
Rise young sun, you're a tireless one and you'll be back burning
When the morning comes
When you catch my soul upon waking will you make a wish
For the fool's gain to equal his insane?