Come in here, dear boy, have a cigar.
You're gonna go far, fly high,
You're never gonna die,
You're gonna make it if you try;
They're gonna love you.

Pink Floyd

Don't you forget what I've told you
So many years
We are hopeless and slaves to our fears
We're an accident called human beings
It's the end of the world
The end of the world
It's a prison for dreams and for hopes
And still we believe there is God

Blackfield - End of the World