Bastille - - Million Pieces (audio)

"Don't let the echoes in," he whispered, though he knew she couldn't hear him. "Just let it break."

In that four-minute window, the apocalypse was just a rhythm. The "million pieces" weren't just the problems of the world; they were the fragments of their own fear, scattered across the floor and trampled underfoot. Bastille - Million Pieces (Audio)

He stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her toward the center of the floor. For a second, she resisted, her face tight with the anxiety of the "real world" outside the heavy steel doors. But then, the beat dropped, and Elias leaned into her ear. "Don't let the echoes in," he whispered, though