When we first heard that the world will end,
We felt afraid; we felt betrayed;
Something shattered and time stopped.
We felt alone.
We gasped for air, we said our goodbyes.
And then we waited. We waited for the end,
To be saved, maybe but not really.
We knew nobody was coming.
We thought about us in our old age
And about everything being OK.
We looked at us: the last people,
The best people.
As boredom set in we played music
And danced like nobody was looking.
Eventually, we were moving together.
We came together.
And so we danced at the end of the world.
Foolish, imperfect. Smiling, unimportant;
Resentful and forgiving. Dangerously, Lovingly,
We danced at the end.