End Times

Famine and the flood
It's real enough, It's real enough
The changing of the tides
The closing of the eyes

Stealing of the future
And all the warning signs
I watched her sleeping
Tonight, I watched her sleeping

Through her dreams
Could this be a turning point or
Or could this be end times?
End times

Do you ever feel like
We are the last ones alive?
End times, end times
Do you ever feel like

We are on the wrong side?
Shedding of the blood
It's real enough, it's real enough
Printing of the notes

Bellowing of the smoke
Stealing of the land
And all the sleight of hand
I watched her sleeping

Tonight, I watched her sleeping through the storm
Was she born in new beginnings or
Or was she born in end times?
End times, end times

Do you ever feel like
We are the last ones alive?
End times, end times
Do you ever feel like

We are on the wrong side? End times
She did not ask for your plastic oceans
Or machines that feed on her mind
There'll be no place to buy more time

When the wells run dry
She did not ask for your walls
She did not ask for your walls
She did not ask for your walls

And she did not ask for end times, end times
Do you ever feel like
We are the last ones alive?
End times, end times

Do you ever feel like
We are on the wrong side?
End times, end times
Go to sleep, child

Don't you cry
End times, end times
Go to sleep, child
Don't you cry