From the Wreckage
Lately time and distance seems like a terrible joke
Every night we're hanging on the jailhouse phones
While the world outside is melting down the flowers are in bloom
I swear that someday we'll be standing in the same room
Somewhere in these strange times we're living
We found each other in the wreckage and debris
Who knew the end of the world could taste so sweet?
Gently locked in orbit, through the ether we spin
Though distance is closing the wait is harrowing
You came to me in a vision; I've seen you many times before
Though we were in different stories you slipped a key under my door
Into these strange times we're living
Our weary hearts somehow picking up speed
Strewn to the ends of the earth by uncertainty
Such strange times to live in
We pulled each other from the wreckage and debris
Who knew the end of the world would taste so sweet?
Would taste so sweet. Would taste so sweet
Still I wake with a smile all alone in a cell
Knowing all of the while you're here with me still
Here with me still...
In these strange times we're living
Our weary hearts somehow picking up speed
Strewn to the ends of the earth by uncertainty
Such strange times to live in
We pulled each other from the wreckage and debris
Who knew the end of the world would taste so sweet?
Would taste so sweet. Would taste so sweet
Every night we're hanging on the jailhouse phones
While the world outside is melting down the flowers are in bloom
I swear that someday we'll be standing in the same room
Somewhere in these strange times we're living
We found each other in the wreckage and debris
Who knew the end of the world could taste so sweet?
Gently locked in orbit, through the ether we spin
Though distance is closing the wait is harrowing
You came to me in a vision; I've seen you many times before
Though we were in different stories you slipped a key under my door
Into these strange times we're living
Our weary hearts somehow picking up speed
Strewn to the ends of the earth by uncertainty
Such strange times to live in
We pulled each other from the wreckage and debris
Who knew the end of the world would taste so sweet?
Would taste so sweet. Would taste so sweet
Still I wake with a smile all alone in a cell
Knowing all of the while you're here with me still
Here with me still...
In these strange times we're living
Our weary hearts somehow picking up speed
Strewn to the ends of the earth by uncertainty
Such strange times to live in
We pulled each other from the wreckage and debris
Who knew the end of the world would taste so sweet?
Would taste so sweet. Would taste so sweet
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Writer(s): Eric Bettencourt
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