Rapture

If Rapture's true
Soon there could
Be nothing left of me and you
Only piles of clothes
And mobile telephones
So you sit there in silence
And comprehend
The end of everything
But I won't sit by and watch you dear
No I can't sit by and watch you

So just know when the day comes
That the cities fall
And the seas reclaim the ports
I will know because of you
I have seen the splendour of it all

So tell me I'm the work of your life
And I'll say you'll be the work of mine

If Rapture comes
Then there could be nothing
Left here of anyone
But I doubt it dear
Cause I've seen the sinners
And I've walked among them
And known I'm one of them
Blessed might be the meek my dear
But they won't inherit shit
Cause this world
Is for lovers blameless and burdened
Black-eyed from hurt but hopeful

To know when the day comes
That their cities fall
And the seas reclaim the ports
That they have seen
The splendour of it all

So tell me I'm the work of your life
And I'll say you'll be the work of mine

There'll be a bar when you go
Where you're damned if you do
But you're fucked if you don't
And you know it's cool
Yeah it's cool
And you'll stand at the gates
And you'll wait yeah you'll wait
For the ones that you
Knew to come too

So tell me I'm the work of your life
And I'll say you'll be the work of mine