Running to the station holding hands
Now the volcano is flowing red
Something there will change us into sand
Now we'll be forever holding hands
Lava and tephra will form our bed
Now the royal flames of Pompeii bless
All our senses
Now the volcano is flowing red
Something there will change us into sand
Now we'll be forever holding hands
Lava and tephra will form our bed
Now the royal flames of Pompeii bless
All our senses
Lyrics submitted by christsizeshoes, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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I see a parallel between this song and "Feeling Yourself Disintegrate." The thought of something totally ending, disappearing from existence, the thought of your own mortality, and the seemingly random nature of the very existence of the universe and of just living in general.