Spoken Like A Chimney

It's like a whole damn future's been torn right out from in front of me
Someone please call the police
I can't breathe
Too many lights have been lost
Vigils grow larger and last longer
"Operator, I'd like to report
A series of unfortunate catastrophes"

There's no going back
To the way things were
There's no way on Earth
Not a searchlight to find the right path
It's been many a moon now
Looks like ancients are talking and walking about
Let me get this straight
We're not watching a mass sacrifice in the nations?

It's not just acid rain now
There's ashes all mixed up in it

How many more times
Sleeping through
Our darkest hour, that long black noon
You're missing every eclipse but quick to howl at the moon

I hate to be a doomsayer
I hate to tell you the truth
I'd rather be back on the garden path
But oh well, just hand me the noose

Do you take me for a fool?
I can see through all previous generations
If I'm lost, then so are you
If Cain is able to make it
Sure as Hell, I'll make it too
Shore to shore, if a tidal wave roars
We'll chase all the wolves North
And if the rapture ain't happening
We're back in furs by the morning

Break the cycle?
That's a first rate fallacy
Change is coming for you
Death's on first
Cue the galloping