Oblivious - Night Birds

Don’t wanna hear your predictions

'Cause I don’t wanna know

2012?

A billion years?

Maybe tomorrow?

Prophets of doom and scientists will hypothesise their dates

Cold facts or storybook tales

Will conclude their fate

When we finally reach oblivion

I just want to be oblivious

Bury my head deep in the sand

I just want to be oblivious

I don’t matter how much time you spend

Narrowing down dates and time

The only certainty is the end

And I don’t need a final warning

What good would that do?

No prayers to be said, no rights to be read

No tears to be shed for you

When we finally reach oblivion

I just want to be oblivious

Bury my head deep in the sand

I just want to be oblivious

I don’t matter how much time you spend

Narrowing down dates and time

The only certainty is the fucking end

And I just want to be oblivious