Songs at the end of the world

Somewhere over the horizon
you might glimpse
a prospect darker than those
thousand suns which left
us cold.

Take the hand offered and kiss
her lips,
stars spin with delight in
our capsule
light in heart
dark in dread.

You know where it leads
you've seen the butterfly fall
you've felt the final beats
of a selfless heart,
you can cry as the rain calls.

He walked down a dark track
listening to that crazy dude in his head,
a night filled with old songs
looped forever in vinyl scratches
punishing the right.

So the seas sighed
choked with debris, and
we danced on the beach
to melodies of songs
at the end of the world.