All the fear and fire of the end of the world

Happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl

Happens great, happens sweet

Happily, I'm unfazed here, too.

Wasteland, baby

I'm in love, I'm in love with you.

All the things yet to come are the things that have passed

Like the holding of hands, like the breaking of glass

Like the bonfire that burns

That all words in the fight fell to.

Wasteland, baby

I'm in love, I'm in love with you.

And I love too, that love soon might end

Be known in its aching

Shown in the shaking

Lately of my wasteland, baby

Be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking

Though quaking, though crazy

That's just wasteland, baby.

And that day that we'll watch the death of the sun

To the cloud and the cold and those jeans you have on

And you'll gaze unafraid as they sob from the city roofs.

Wasteland, baby

I'm in love, I'm in love with you.

And I love too, that love soon might end

Be known in its aching

Shown in the shaking

Lately of my wasteland, baby

Be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking

Though quaking, though crazy

That's wasteland, baby.

When the stench of the sea and the absence of green

Are the death of all things that are seen and unseen

Are an end but the start of all things that are left to do.

Wasteland, baby

I'm in love, I'm in love with you.

(That's it)