Nostradamus

i've seen the end
of this crazy play
let me pretend
till you go away

there's no happy song
or a lullaby here
that wouldn't sound wrong
in this moment of fear

so listen up
i know times are tough
but we're strong enough
to pull through
to wherever it is
we're headed now
rolling off the screen
misguided somehow
to the end i'm sure i've seen

though i know
our chance seems slim
and we hope
a second wind
can power our sails
and take us in
to the place you love
and the people who
fit you like a glove
and know your every whim

so don't you look
back at me
when the doors they close
on this memory
and a stupid prose

about the end i've seen
explains the way i've been
and the way the the story goes
until you go away from me
and the night that had me saved
closes in on me

you have to let me go
even you must know
the things we want
and the things we'll get
are seldom too hard
to differentiate

so we hesitate
hoping for a perfect time
waiting in the same line
as everyone else

though i know
it makes no sense
why you and i
choose to cry
and still pretend
when we're standing here
fighting fear
and the end i think i've seen
the end i think i've seen