Apocalypse (Not Right) Now

eternity is calling
 but I can't say it sounds great without inflection
 your passing passive admission
 it sends me up and knocks me down
 you used to sing so loud
 I swear I could've heard your thoughts before now
 before my ears gave out
 I've since questioned the sense of simply turning down
 so long
 the silence steps back home
 it's too long
 and we are too alone
 the apocalypse is stalling
 but I can't say it sounds great with no inflection
 my selfish self-deprecation
 it tucks me in (it tucks me in) and knocks me out
 I used to sleep so sound
 I swear I could've rivaled the dead before now
 before my legs gave out
 I've since questioned the sense of simply lying down
 so long
 the silence steps back home
 it's too long
 and we are too alone
 so long
 the silence steps back home
 (when you step back home)
 it's too long
 and we are too alone
 (you are so alone)