The streets have gone dark   They've been dark for days   We board up the house   Hide upstairs and wait   And wait   Just outside   We hear awful sounds   Cower in bed   And think of ourselves only   The last lights are all fire   We let the heat thrive   Panicked a week   Starved just as long   We're two signs of life   Our doors are marked   Desperate chants of   "Help will come   Help will come   Can't try to leave   Help will come...finally"   The last lights are all fire   Let the heat thrive   Turn the seas sour   Bleed the ground dry   I won't wait   You'll give up with me   No one comes   And we rot in bed   No one comes   And the boards stay up