Passenger - What Will Become Of Us

Well, wood burns, and metal rusts,
So, darling, whats to become of us,
When the weather turns, and they say it must,
Well, well need coats for the both of us,
But the wool is thin and its full of holes,
And theres no heat in this abandoned bus,
So will we go alone, out on our own,
Oh, darling, whats to become of us

Well, boats sink into the sea,
And airplanes that crash like computer screens,
And signals fail, trains derail,
And car bonnets crumple like magazines,
Til theyre put in piles like stacks of tiles,
In a yard full of fridges and broken stuff,
Will we go alone out on our own, Oh, darling, whats to become of us

We will bite our noses off to spite our faces,
Both of us will rust like metal fences in the rain,
You will pour the gasoline and I will spark the matches,
We will burn within our fire, we will burn within our flames

Well, yeast ferments and milk sours,
When its out of the fridge for too many hours,
Well, we lament in separate towers,
Never knowing if were brave or if were cowards,
For they pour cement down this hole of ours,
And well be stuck under stones and flowers,
Will we go alone out on our own,
Oh, darling, thats what will become of us