I dreamt of her last night,
Suspended in the sky,
And all was washed out in white.
Above the city and it's spill,
Of atmospheric guilt,
It's such a dreadful sight.
She says the end is near you.
Suspended in the sky,
And all was washed out in white.
Above the city and it's spill,
Of atmospheric guilt,
It's such a dreadful sight.
She says the end is near you.