Cause///Effect
There's a hole in the bottom of the ocean
That formed completely at random
A tiny blip that gradually widens
And no one knows where it all goes
And no one knows even that it's happening
Hours go by-days, even
It's weeks before anyone begins to notice
And months before it's taken seriously
And by that point, what is there to do?
It's so easy for death to
Come seeping up through the ground
With noxious fog entering our lungs
And by that point, it's too late;
No one knows where it all goes,
No one knows where we all go
When the bottom opens up
They're burning a hole in the sky
Maybe letting something through
A pinprick bleeding light
That, now shown, exposes us
To the bright light of hellfire against
The backdrop of a typical night
But no one sees it raining down
They just pull the curtains shut
And pretend nothing's going on
Housewives whispering to themselves
"Out of sight and out of mind" and
"God loves all of his children"
But when their children stop coming home from school
And their husbands don't come back from their jobs
And it's too dangerous to go alone
Will, then, we see the countless dead?
But even then, it's too late
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
When the sky cracks open
No one knows where we all go
When the bullets start to fly
No one knows where we all go
When the bullets start to fly
No one knows where we all go
When the lights go out one by one
No one knows where we all go
When the bottom opens up
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows when we'll go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows
That formed completely at random
A tiny blip that gradually widens
And no one knows where it all goes
And no one knows even that it's happening
Hours go by-days, even
It's weeks before anyone begins to notice
And months before it's taken seriously
And by that point, what is there to do?
It's so easy for death to
Come seeping up through the ground
With noxious fog entering our lungs
And by that point, it's too late;
No one knows where it all goes,
No one knows where we all go
When the bottom opens up
They're burning a hole in the sky
Maybe letting something through
A pinprick bleeding light
That, now shown, exposes us
To the bright light of hellfire against
The backdrop of a typical night
But no one sees it raining down
They just pull the curtains shut
And pretend nothing's going on
Housewives whispering to themselves
"Out of sight and out of mind" and
"God loves all of his children"
But when their children stop coming home from school
And their husbands don't come back from their jobs
And it's too dangerous to go alone
Will, then, we see the countless dead?
But even then, it's too late
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
When the sky cracks open
No one knows where we all go
When the bullets start to fly
No one knows where we all go
When the bullets start to fly
No one knows where we all go
When the lights go out one by one
No one knows where we all go
When the bottom opens up
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows when we'll go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows where we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows when we all go
No one knows
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Writer(s): Ephraim Grey
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