The Premonition Lyrics

Everything Everything borderline

Wonder if anything can be fine

Constantly constantly hear the cry

Happy that Ostriches cannot fly

Sand from Sahara across the pond

Blows all-over and far beyond

Everyone everyone gets their share

Camels and Bedouins wouldn't care

The sky is blue and clouds high and fluffy

And nothing points to what may happen soon

I brace myself when everyone is bluffing

There is someone who isn't a buffoon

Everything points to the nearing end

Pointless to bury the head in the sand

Savages flood through the open gate

Wild crowd ravages by the bait.

Nearly unable to be myself

Venturing out becomes unsafe

Nothing is making a bit of sense

Sounding happy is false pretense

The sky is blue and clouds high and fluffy

And nothing points to what may happen soon

I brace myself when everyone is bluffing

There is someone who isn't a buffoon

Everything Everything borderline

Wonder if anything can be fine

Sand from Sahara across the pond

Blows all-over and far beyond