You Me Apocalypse

Today my dreams end up being dead
When the blue blue sky is slowly turning red
But I feel fine

This might be the last day of my life
It should have been like this before and all the time
You me, I feel fine
There's a quiet place where we can hide
Apocalypse is near but I don't mind
Falling down
Fallling nowhere
Slowly dying

And every day we move back and forth again
While life slips through our clenched hand
But now and then we feel fine

There's a quiet place where we can hide
Apocalypse is near but I don't mind
Falling down
Fallling nowhere
Slowly dying