Up on the roof

In four billion years

the sun will explode

engulfing the earth in flames

and I take a great deal of comfort

in knowing

that forever ends that way

Hope and despair

are next door neighbors where

I go when I seek peace of mind

When I was a kid

I'd go up on the roof

It was the quietest place

I could find

In four billion years

the sun will explode

and all this will go away

and if I'm still here

(as I plan to be)

it will be hope's finest day

And all the dumb things

I've ever said and done

All things near and dear

All the things I love

and all the things I despise

will vaporize and disappear

In four billion years

the sun will explode

engulfing the earth in flames

and if I still can

I'll climb up on the roof

and watch it all blow away

blow away