Outside Of This Car, The End Of The World - Le Loup

While the world stood still around us

We drove, dreamless, lost and found again

Around towns, adrift and nameless

Thrown in mad arrangements

Bruised with orange light

This could be the end of the world

Smoke and curls and the screaming bells

When I awoke, I couldn’t tell

In the kingdoms, in the bright blue heavens

See the faceless phantoms of the chosen seven

And your wild abandon, well you look like death

And will you call the seasons from the bright blue heavens

While the world stood still around us

We drove, dreamless, lost and found again

Around towns, adrift and nameless

Thrown in mad arrangements

Bruised with orange light

In the kingdoms, in the bright blue heavens

See the faceless phantoms of the chosen seven

And your wild abandon, well you look like death

And will you call the seasons from the bright blue heavens