"The Last Day on Earth"

In honor of the Mayans and all they have to say about today, it seems only appropriate to share this today:

The Last Day on Earth - Kate Miller-Heidke
Look downThe ground below is crumblingLook upThe stars are all exploding
It's the last day on earthIn my dreams, in my dreamsIt's the end of the worldAnd you've come back to me in my dreams
BetweenThe dust and the debrisThere's a lightSurrounding you and me
It's the last day on earthIn my dreams, in my dreamsIt's the end of the worldAnd you've come back to me in my dreams
And you hold me closerThan I can ever remember being heldI'm not afraid to sleep nowIf we can stay like this until
It's the last day on earthIn my dreams, in my dreamsIt's the end of the worldAnd you've come back to me
In my head I replay our conversationsOver and over 'til they feel like hallucinationsYou know me, I love to lose my mind
And every timeAnybody speaks your nameI still feel the sameI ache, I ache, I ache inside
I ache, I ache, I ache insideI ache, I ache, I ache insideI ache, I ache, I ache inside
___________________________________________________________________

Or perhaps you're more of an REM fan.  (They seem fine with it):

It's The End of The World by REM

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane -
Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -
world serves its own needs, regardless of your own needs. Feed it up a knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear of height,
down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me with the rapture and the
reverent in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright
light, feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle,
light a motive. Step down, step down. Watch a heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mount St. Edelite.
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...

(It's time I had some time alone)