Global Thermonuclear War (Luna)
I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about death recently — not intentionally, but it just keeps cropping up in the films I’m watching and the books I’m reading. Or in this case, the music I’m writing.
Below are the lyrics to a song I’ve been working on for Six Songs for the End of the World: an EP that I’ve started, abandoned, restarted, rewritten, and semi-re-abandoned over the past two years. Honestly, a part of me thinks I’ll never get my act together enough to actually finish and record this stuff, but another part hopes that I still might, someday. At least it gives me something to hum to myself as I walk down the street.
Anywho. Have some post-apocalyptic blues.
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Waltzed in into this town
Beneath dark clouds where the silence stares you down
Come on and sing your sin
We’re spilling blood; we’re splitting hydrogen
I know you think the day’s enough
But when the sun goes down, the moon comes up, yeah
Sky don’t look much like snow
But I hear it’s gonna be a long winter so
When you look up and see the sign
Oh won’t you lay your atoms next to mine
So come on come on and race the sunlight down
Come on come on and race the sunlight down
Don’t you know someone someday somewhere’s gonna take your breath away
So better run while you can
Because the night makes the man
Waltzed in into this town
Our heads held up; the bombs came down
Burrowing into your dreams
Let the acid rain wash your acid-wash jeans
And they’re wolves in woolen clothes
Well I can’t be held responsible for those
Who wanna tear down what we’re making
Well my heart is pure; it’s for the taking
So come on come on and race the sunlight down
Come on come on and race the sunlight down
Don’t you know someone someday somewhere’s gonna take your breath away
So better run while you can
Before the light burns the land
Lord won’t you send me an answer; here I’m waiting
‘Cause time’s evaporating
((bridge!))
Come on come on come on come on
The sun goes down, the moon comes up, yeah
