The Tide of Our Times

Twenty-one days alone
Without her he can't go on
Turning off television, standing up, out the window - neon city glow
Leaning over balcony, dreaming of her love

Like a supernova
A welcomed coma, a blackout blow up
The world to hell
A decimated, obliterated, oblivion
Gone for good, farewell
When all is well

Dot to dot, oceans crossed
On a plane back home to her
Once sleeve up for the moment, head hung low
Eyes are rolling, somewhere in his skull
Kids are screaming, second row
Turbulence, oh well

Like a supernova
A welcomed coma, a blackout blow up
The world to hell
A decimated, obliterated, oblivion
Gone for good, farewell
When all is well

In each others arms
After far too long
All the world is gone
All forgotten, all for one on one

Like a supernova
A welcomed coma, a blackout blow up
The world to hell
A decimated, obliterated, oblivion
Gone for good, farewell
When all is well

Oh well, when all is well
Oh well, when all is well



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Lane Conley
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