Ark Songtext
von Windup Space

It′s a known parable
We grow cynical
It's how we deal with things
But it′s not biblical
There is no ebb and flow

We're not getting any sleep tonight
They will cover the earth in nuclear fires
Let's sneak out before the bombs drop
And we′ll be holding hands while we stare at the sky
Would time allow one final whisper?
See you on the other side
As we melt into one


It′s a known parable
We grow cynical
It's how we deal with things
There′ll be no miracle
No afterglow
'Cause we′re all cynical
It's how we deal with things

It′s how we deal with things
There'll be no miracle
No afterglow
'Cause we′re all cynical
It′s how we deal with things
It's how we deal with things