post-post-apocalypse

I'm just your average architect
Laying cobblestone down over fighter planes
I cover up the wreckage of our intellect
So we can decorate and you'll be entertained

I know you're new here
But know there's nothing to fear

'Cause I'm glad you could make it
To my spaceship
Safe haven
For the misfits
Where everyone's upset
Full of regret
But we don't fret
Because we know we're gonna be alright

In the post-post-apocalypse
At the end of the future and the start of a myth
In the post-post-apocalypse
We tell the stories of the old world to the kids

My children flew the coop, I'm all alone
Soon as they turned ten, it was childhood's end
I strap on jet boots and I fly back home
To get lost in the stars with my robot friend

After the future
The present's our new start

Hey! I'm glad you could make it
To my spaceship
Safe haven
For the misfits
Where everyone's upset
Full of regret
But we don't fret
Because we know we're gonna be alright

In the post-post-apocalypse
At the end of the future and the start of a myth
In the post-post-apocalypse
Leave the mysteries of the old world for the kids

In the post-post-apocalypse
At the end of the future and the start of a myth
In the post-post-apocalypse
Leave the mysteries of the old world
For the kids
Life is good
In the post-post-apocalypse



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Boey
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