The world is going to end
And we are all going to die
Or, the world is not going to end
And we are all going to die anyway
In the meantime between the two
All we can do is all that matters
Love, live, keep climbing this mountain
Until the birds stop migrating
And they altogether stop singing
Until the creatures disappear
And we are left only with ourselves alone
Until the sun stops rising
And the warmth leaves for good
Though the world will keep spinning
(And we won't know why)
(You'd think it'd stop spinning,
At that point,
Once it all goes to **** for us)
But the world is going to end
And we're all going to die
So might as well keep on living
All the same as before
Fighting for every moment we can have
For freedom from these cycles, these
Cages where we are the birds
No longer singing nor winging
Or, the world is not going to end
And we are all going to die anyway,
Someday,
But as the creatures still roam and
We are not yet on our lonesome
All we can do
Is all that matters
Love, live,
keep climbing this **** mountain
Until one day we are able
To see the sun on the other side
Once more