wasteland, baby!
Singer:hozier
all the fear and fire of the end of the world
happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl
all the things yet to come are the things that have passed
like the holding of hands
like the breaking of glass
like the bonfire that burns
that all words in the fight fell to
and that day that we'll watch the death of the sun
to the cloud and the cold and those jeans you have on
and you'll gaze unafraid as they sob from the city roofs
when the stench of the sea and the absence of green
are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
are an end but the start of all things that are left to do