Some friends come in and out of view Last time I looked we were dancing like dogs on fire Now Im laughing with your little girl Laughing about my sunburn on that day Oh, its good to see you smile I remember how you held me as I cried And flailing like a landed fish Trying to get back to before his day went awry Who would make the cut when our time is up? And everyone pointing at the sky Screaming the end is nigh Its coming Like an explorer clearing ground Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun You cut right though my moping Picked me up and then was on your way I treasure the scars Well always have... well I dont remember where we were Dont think weve returned These moments are fleeting as they are pure But I think youd make the cut, when our time is up With everyone pointing at the sky Screaming the end is nigh Its coming Hey everybody, for the last time Come here to me for the last time Will it be a fireball from the sky? Or will we all take to the bed? Laid low by a new pox Or will the wrong guy get the codes? Whose arms would I seek? Whose eyes would I meet in the final throes? And say it was good to be human To be a human with you here Who would make the cut when our time is up? And everyone pointing at the sky Screaming the end is nigh Its coming If you would make the cut when our time is up With everyone pointing at the sky Screaming the end is nigh Its coming Hold me, its coming Hold me, its coming Hold me, its coming Hold me, its coming Hold me, its coming Hold me, its coming Hold me, its coming
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