The Great Pan Is Dead

Tell me when the world is ending
 You won't be there still pretending
 I was just someone you would love to love
 But never love
 I know people without substance
 Will fill themselves with substances
 But then, honey child
 There was us
 There still is
 I will come running
 Gunning through the years
 Hunting heart
 Crushing fear
 I am still haunting
 Down the roads I know
 Of the hell that begs and burns
 Below
 Tell me that the stars exploded
 Heaven caved in
 Earth corroded
 I was still breaking my body in when you first touched me
 I know people will say
 We've thrown our lives away
 But is there a trail to salvation
 Or salvation anyway?
 I will come running
 Gunning through the years
 Hunting heart
 Crushing fear
 I am still haunting
 Down the roads I know
 Of the hell that begs and burns
 Below
 Their love laughs at locksmiths
 We're smashing through the windows
 Of delicate dream homes
 I feel so crowded alone
 The empathy of breaking chains
 The sympathy in crashing waves
 Careful boy, caution girl
 I do not think we were meant for this world
 I will come running
 Gunning through the years
 Hunting heart
 Crushing fear
 Forever haunted
 By the roads I know
 And if not above
 I'll see you below.