Two Tickets (to The End Of The World)

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

and it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away, but it's the

end of everything you've ever known

From outer space we

paint catastrophe in a red sky,

with missiles swarming down

like flies

Regeneration of human trace, with every

stroke acrylic-demise, final

goodbye

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

and it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away, but it's the

end of everything you've ever known

Earth is my canvas, darkness applied, with lack of

colour as tone collides

From the edge of the universe life

unfolds like a blast in the

month of July,'65

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

and it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away, but it's the

end of everything you've ever known

Brush-strokes

define the world, as the nightsky

unfurls

You sit right at my

side as the amendment's bride

When everything is still and

the outline is fulfilled

We begin again my dear, from the

stratosphere

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

and it's Armageddon

We're one million miles away, but it's the

end of everything you've ever known

The bride of the

last day, one million miles away

One million, one million

Armageddon

I've got two tickets to the end of the world

and it's Armageddon