This cherry sunset withers. Our words as frail as paper. A dawn I thought we'd never see. Alone on this silent beach. There is nothing we can do. There is nothing we can do. The sky it burns itself out. The sky it burns itself out. The sky it burns itself out. The sky it burns itself. The trees rot down to nothing. Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks. These promenades our graveyards. The sky it burns itself out. The sky it burns itself out. There is nothing we can do. The sky it burns itself. And I think we're all about to fucking die. The trees rot down to nothing. Throats dry out and corpses fill these sidewalks. These promenades our graveyards. Kneeling down on what's left sacrificed upon doom's day. Oh if we could take it back and see one last twilight. Take a picture take a picture. Take a picture take a picture. Take a picture. Take a picture take a picture. Take a picture take a picture. It will last longer. Our hands in prayer formation. Our elbows on the bed. One last try for Heaven. Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?. You're dead. When you're dead. Cherry cherry. Cherry cherry. Cherry cherry. Cherry cherry. Cherry. A cherry sunset