End Times

Famine and the flood

It's real enough, It's real enough

The changing of the tides

The closing of the eyes

Stealing of the future

And all the warning signs

I watched her sleeping

Tonight, I watched her sleeping

Through her dreams

Could this be a turning point or

Or could this be end times?

End times

Do you ever feel like

We are the last ones alive?

End times, end times

Do you ever feel like

We are on the wrong side?

Shedding of the blood

It's real enough, it's real enough

Printing of the notes

Bellowing of the smoke

Stealing of the land

And all the sleight of hand

I watched her sleeping

Tonight, I watched her sleeping through the storm

Was she born in new beginnings or

Or was she born in end times?

End times, end times

Do you ever feel like

We are the last ones alive?

End times, end times

Do you ever feel like

We are on the wrong side? End times

She did not ask for your plastic oceans

Or machines that feed on her mind

There'll be no place to buy more time

When the wells run dry

She did not ask for your walls

She did not ask for your walls

She did not ask for your walls

And she did not ask for end times, end times

Do you ever feel like

We are the last ones alive?

End times, end times

Do you ever feel like

We are on the wrong side?

End times, end times

Go to sleep, child

Don't you cry

End times, end times

Go to sleep, child

Don't you cry