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Some friends come in and out of view
Last time I looked we were dancing like dogs on fire
Now I'm laughing with your little girl
Laughing about my sunburn on that day
Oh it's 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?
Everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh
It's coming
Like an explorer clearing ground
Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun
You cut right though my moping
Piked me up and then was on your way
I treasure the scars
We'll always have... well I don't remember where we were
Don't think we've returned
These moments are fleeting as they are pure
But I think you'd make the cut, when our time is up
Everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh
It's 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?
Everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh
It's coming
Hold me, it's coming
Last time I looked we were dancing like dogs on fire
Now I'm laughing with your little girl
Laughing about my sunburn on that day
Oh it's 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?
Everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh
It's coming
Like an explorer clearing ground
Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun
You cut right though my moping
Piked me up and then was on your way
I treasure the scars
We'll always have... well I don't remember where we were
Don't think we've returned
These moments are fleeting as they are pure
But I think you'd make the cut, when our time is up
Everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh
It's 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?
Everyone pointing at the sky
Screaming the end is nigh
It's coming
Hold me, it's coming
Lyrics submitted by niteflite01
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I just love the humour and the drama in Bell X1 songs!!!
Like the Apocalypse is coming - will be a fireball "or will be all take to the bed!!? (ha ha ha)", and then he drags you straight back down "laid low by a new pox" by which I think he means depression, and how prevalent it is!
The lyrics are so fragile "These moments are fleeting as they are pure".
What a beautiful song!