| Have you heard what they said on the news today?
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| Have you heard what is coming to us all?
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| That the world as we know it will be coming to an end
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| Have you heard, have you heard?
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| He sees them in the distance when the darkened clouds roll
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| He could feel tension in the atmosphere
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| He would look in the mirror, see an old man now
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| Does it matter they survive somehow?
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| They said there’s nothing can be done about the situation
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| They said there’s nothing you can do at all
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| To sit and wait around for something to occur
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| did you know, did you know?
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| As he stares across the garden looking at the meadows
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| wonders if they’ll ever grow again
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| The desperation of the situation getting graver
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| getting ready when the wild wind blows
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| Have you seen what they said on the news today?
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| Have you heard what they said about us all?
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| Do you know what is happening to just every one of us have you heard, have you heard?
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| There will be a catastrophe the like we’ve never seen
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| There will be something that will light the sky
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| that the world as we know it, it will never be the same
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| did you know, did you know?
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| He carries everything into the shelter not a fuss
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| getting ready when the moment comes
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| He has enough supplies to last them for a year or two
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| good to have because you never know
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| They tell us nothing that we don’t already know about
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| They tell us nothing that is real at all
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| They only fill us with the stuff that they want
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| did you know, did you know?
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| He’s nearly finished with the preparations for the day
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| He’s getting tired -- that’ll do for now
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| They are preparing for the very worst to come to them
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| getting ready when the wild wind blows
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| He sees the picture on the wall, it’s falling down
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| upside down
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| He sees a teardrop from his wife roll down her face,
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| saying grace
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| Remember times they had, they flash right through his mind
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| left behind
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| of a lifetime spent together long ago
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| will be gone
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| They’ve been preparing for some weeks now
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| For when the crucial moment comes
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| To take their refuge in the shelter
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| Let them prepare for what will come
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| They make a tea and sit there waiting
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| They’re in the shelter feeling snug
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| Not long to wait for absolution
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| Don’t make a fuss; |
| just sit and wait
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| Can’t believe all the lying,
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| All the screams are denying
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| That the moments of truth have begun
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| Can’t you see it on the t.v.
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| Don’t believe them in the least bit
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| Now the days of our ending have begun
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| Say a prayer when it’s all over
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| Survivors unite, all as one
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| Got to try and help each other
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| Got the will to overcome
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| I can’t believe all the lying,
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| all the screens are denying
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| that the moments of truth have begun
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| Can’t you see it on the TV?
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| Don’t believe them in the least bit
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| Now the days of our ending have begun
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| When they found them, had their arms wrapped around each other
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| Their tins of poison laying near by their clothes
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| The day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout,
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| Just another when the wild wind blows… |