everything's wrong, i swear

it's off, somehow
the sky is falling
to pieces
and i've no way to fix it
just stare up
and wait

leaves swirling around
the light sound of rain hitting the earth
and i'm waiting
for a bus
a taxi
something that will take me where i need to go

a pencil tapping on the desk
everyone's looking out the window
distressed
and vacant
if it's possible to be both

the sky is falling to pieces
and everything that should have happened
will have to wait
and now everyone's saying what they meant to earlier
when it would have made a difference
and now maybe we've got something to work with
not that it matters

because haven't you heard
the **** world is ending
run to the bunker
now's not the time for a last goodbye

run to the bunker
run and hide
and try to pretend that everything's alright
pretend that you'll survive

that's what's kept me going all these years

pretending i'll survive