One More Day

drag me
into the sun
if i come around
if i wake up we can run

i still smell
the lethe's boozy fumes
i saw hell's weird stars
glitter through the gore and grume

but i'm alive for one more day
alive for one more day
but just how long
no one can say

the willows whisper
a song across the pond
the women beckon
jeune et blonde

every mile from the line
the gorgeous quiet song
of guns so far away
it's about enough to make your blood sing

cuz i'm alive for one more day
alive for one more day

we might live
until we've spun
a hundred times
around the sun

and after a century
when nothing is won
and after a billion years
when we're finally done

what'll it be then?
where do we run
when this wild green earth
crashes into the sun?