the sun - jukebox the ghost lyrics
everything under the sun is getting burned.
and everything under the moon is gonna sleep.
and i think that one day soon, it’s all gonna…
big bags of blood, or by inference
big bags of water, st-tched tightly at the seams
like packaging are hurtling through busy city streets,
they’re running fast but who are they running from?
well i hate to be the bearer of bad news,
but i’ve been all around, i’ve seen the globe from upside down
and there’s no bearded man on a fiery throne
with angels blowing trumpets below and calling out his judgements,
aand if god exists in a place like this,
then where else could a god or goddess be if he or she is not
trapped inside?
what if it’s all just a black abyss, and lips that kiss you
when you’re sick, or feeling just a little out of touch?
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