2012 December 21 A.D. Dandelion Back to: Some So-Called Music

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2012 December 21 A.D. *

(may be sung to Dark As A Dungeon)

Way down in the Yucatán culture arose
Where they counted by twenties — on fingers and toes
Where they tallied the days by a grand master plan
But now — Google says — it’s the end of that span

   For our days are all numbered — we’re down to a few
   And our future’s encumbered; I’m telling you true
   We’ve all run out of time, let there be no denyin’
   It’s the end of the line — if your calendar’s Mayan

No morning, no evening, no middle of day
They all — says the Mayan — are going away
Like a thief hung on hemp, or a Vamp spiked by pine
None of us is exempt from the end of his time

   For our days are all numbered — we’re down to a few
   And the future’s encumbered; for me, and for you
   We’ve all run out of time, and we’re gonna start dyin’
   Like a bird in a mine — if your calendar’s Mayan

Now some folks will party and others will pray
We’ll all end the same… Apocalypse Day
Not a mouse in his hole, nor a bee in her hive
& not even one’s soul will escape this alive

   For our days are all numbered — we’re down to a few
   And our future’s encumbered; we won’t make it through
   We’ve all run out of time, and you know I ain’t lyin’
   There’s a sudden decline — if your calendar’s Mayan

That date marks the end of the whole human race
The end of our planet, of time, and of space
We’ll become null and void; we’ll each die all alone
& it can’t be avoided, it’s written in stone















* Apocalypse Day

Lyrics: Copyright 2011, Rich Brown (rmf51@FreeMars.org )


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