Lyrics

[Tom Lehrer, from So Long, Mom (A Song for World War III)] And this is what he said, on his way to Armageddon [Tim Brown] I drove home from your apartment A pining fire in my chest The early morning city's silence A backdrop to our dreams all laid to rest Under wide starry skies The shimmer signifies their ending in a universe expanding Well I'm here, and what am I? But an appendage that can know it Well they should've sent a poet Cause I don't find a meaning in the night... alright And ours is a jinxed antiquity A collection of dismantled almosts A knock in my heart as we cross paths again So far away for being so close And a gaffe to have ever been A page randomly started and summarily discarded Well I'm here, and what am I? An assembly of atoms In the push and pull of matter And lucky to have happened upon you In another place, another time We could fix an order to our fates all misaligned If you're around, if you don't mind Meet me before the world ends and say you're doing fine And I'll be alright And when I die mix me among the mortar Eternalized in the monotony of order Brick by ordinary brick in perfect lines And I won't mind the unraveling of space time