Come With Me (And the World Will End)

Come with me -
the world will end,
but we will laugh
and dance and spin.
Nothing to do,
but sing and pretend,
when the world will end.

Come with me -
flowers will die,
mothers will weep,
children will cry,
and God will spit
down from the sky,
when the flowers die.

Come with me -
as we are born,
as life will bloom
under the storm.
The place we'll go
is always warm.
That place we are born.

Come with me -
the night will glow,
pits of endless
on evening snow.
Come with me
and we will go,
as the night will glow.

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