From where I'm perched up above the Earth
I see it burning brightly, about to burst
The fault lines begin to capsize
And I realize that this time, this is the deadline

From where I'm perched up above the Earth
I see it burning brightly, about to burst
The fault lines begin to capsize
And I realize that this time, this is the deadline

From where I'm perched up above the Earth
I see it burning brightly, about to burst
The fault lines begin to capsize
And I realize that this time, this is the deadline

From where I'm perched up above the Earth
I see it burning brightly, about to burst
The fault lines begin to capsize
And I realize that this time, this is the deadline

This is the Deadline

From where I'm perched up above the Earth
I see it burning brightly, about to burst
The fault lines begin to capsize
And I realize that this time, this is the deadline

From where I'm perched up above the Earth
I see it burning brightly, about to burst
The fault lines begin to capsize
And I realize that this time, this is the deadline

I built a tower on the shakiest ground
It's a round blue and brown ball wrapped in clouds
And no matter how tall, how far from the bedrock I climb
I can only see it falling in time

I try to occupy my mind
And to scrape up every ounce of solace I can find
Without going snowblind or burning out my eyes
To avert my gaze from all the cities ablaze
And the haze of black smoke rising to my window every day
Just how long can I live this way
Before malaise rots my soul away
And I haunt this Earth, a wraith, so dead and so gay?