The Sky Would Fall

See them overhead:  The Ending
In a haze of red, descending
Put it down to your neurosis
Too obsessed before to notice

Your logic overrun
Balance for the weight of your conviction
A fiction

The sky would fall
You had to know
God damn you all
I told you so

Every living soul distracted
As the air control reacted
Try to indicate its uses
While the modern state refuses

In ordered unison
Works of war approaching your position
Contrition

The sky would fall
You had to know
God damn you all
I told you so