is this really how it ends?
fake flowers and stale stems
crumpled ozone with littered prayers
it never really was fair
friends and lovers, boys and girls
all on the dance floor doing twirls
shifting seas and whitecap waves
all of this, just one big rave
is this really how it ends?
will we never make amends
swore i’d see you off to space
grab my hand and kiss your face
don’t get up tight, don’t run away
you’re chinatown, faye dunaway
the sky is black and getting red
it’s coming now, the river bed
is this really how it ends?
thought we’d get to begin again
close your eyes and have a taste
easy now, no need for haste
escalators to the sky
too late now to say goodbye
i’m a boy, i just wanna dream
here it comes, the night gleam
is this really how it ends?