The Famine of the Mist
The thing about living in a distillery town Is all we ever get up to is drinking too much booze And if we might be giving thought to robbing folks at gunpoint We will target under-30s 'cause they've got something to lose In this crater of a homeland we've got cans and cans of rations And we're used to breathing poison, we'll be safe if we can get Into the steel cavern where they manufacture blackouts Yeah, they manufacture blackouts when there's nothing to forget At least until the sun disappears Yeah, until the winter lasts for years We've got time to kill some bottles and wonder why we even exist We're waiting for the famine of the mist Oooh we're waiting for the famine of the mist The thing about living in a railyard town Is all we ever sing about is leaving on a train Though hardly no one does 'cause only freight can ride And it's easier to stick around and wallow in the pain But I knew you'd make it out now you're a nurse or whatever In the suburbs north of Denver just a few counties away You're all wherewithal and beauty, I'll love you forever Yeah I'll love you forever or at least a few more days Yes I will 'till the sun disappears Yes I will 'till the winter lasts for years (In my) dreams I'm standing in a field of flowing rock Strangling every man you kissed They won't survive the famine of the mist Oooh they won't survive the famine of the mist The thing about living in a volcanic field Is you never really know when the lava's gonna run Four thousand years adds up to a lot of nothing When you're trying to predict when the next eruption comes The one they had in Iceland in 17-something Killed half of all the livestock and a quarter of the men And destroyed the crops of Europe, well I'm thinking we'll deserve it Yeah I'm thinking we'll deserve it when Dotsero blows again Yes we will, when the sun disappears, yes we will, when the winter lasts for years I'm not sad that the future is ash since the past is just the clenching of a fist I'm ready for the famine of the mist Oooh I'm ready for the famine of the mist |