End of Days

I see the purple skies, the darkened days aren't over We've got space ships and government aides to tell us we're all fucked anyway All we ever did to deserve a little intervention was our lack of intelligence Or call it negligence if you will Do you still love me still, the end of days is on the way Do you still love me still Keep on trying, keep on riding, riding for a fall Keep on trying, keep on riding, riding for a fall Rustbelt becomes a wardrobe, Policeman tells me "Hands over your head We've got to make sure you ain't one them green folks dressed up to pretend See they don't look like us so they've been deemed inadequate" But I just saw a white man turn Washington to ash Do you still love me still, the end of days is on the way Do you still love me still Keep on trying, keep on riding, riding for a fall Keep on trying, keep on riding, riding for a fall