Postal Service - We Will Become Silhouettes Lyrics
I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filteredwater, and pictures of you and I'm not comingout until this is all overand I'm looking through the glass where thelight bends at the cracks and I'm screamingat the top of my lungs pretending the echoesbelong to someone I usedto knowand we become silhouettes when our bodiesfinally goI wanted to walk though the empty streetsand feel something constant under my feet,but all the news reports recommended thatI stay indoorsbecause the air outside will make our cellsdivide at an alarming rate until our shellssimply cannot hold all our insides in, andthat's when we'll explode (and it won't be apretty sight)and we'll become silhouettes when our bodiesfinally go