Apocalypse

Apocalypse_Cigarettes After Sex

 

You leapt from crumbling bridges

Watching cityscapes turn to dust

Filming helicopters crashing in the ocean

From way above

 

Got the music in you baby, tell me why

Got the music in you baby, tell me why

You've been locked in there forever

And they just can't say goodbye

 

Kisses on the foreheads of the lovers

Wrapped in your arms

You've been hiding them in

Hollowed out pianos left in the dark

 

Got the music in you baby, tell me why

Got the music in you baby, tell me why

You've been locked in there forever

And they just can't say goodbye

 

Songwriters: Gonzalez Gregory Steven

 

The Scene

Ana Poses - Bordeaux @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Epiphany/138/74/999

Diversion - Perspective Backdrop @

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Diversion/163/56/27

Apple Fall 'Lucky Numbers' Cigarettes & Tray & Apple Fall Books w/ Camera @ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Apple%20Fall/106/193/55

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