The streets have gone dark Theyve been dark for days We board up the house Hide upstairs and wait And wait Just outside We hear awful sounds Cower in bed And think of ourselves only The last lights are all fire We let the heat thrive Panicked a week Starved just as long Were two signs of life Our doors are marked Desperate chants of Help will come Help will come Cant try to leave Help will come...finally The last lights are all fire Let the heat thrive Turn the seas sour Bleed the ground dry I wont wait Youll give up with me No one comes And we rot in bed No one comes And the boards stay up
thrive, board, help, wait, heat