Last Minute On Earth by The Flower Kings Lyrics
Last minute on Earth
What would you do, who would you call?
Your mobile is down
You'll go down in history on that final day
That last minute on Earth
One minute alone, lost word or cause
For one who had everything
Now unfold this scary, beautiful end
Last minute on Earth
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
Last minute on Earth
Fractions of time is all that is left
You used to kill time
Now it's time who's killing you, they've closed the store
Last minute on Earth
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
Last minute on Earth, in the rapids of time
A story on wheels without rhythm (or rhyme)
Racing the memory lane, high and low
You own the world but got nowhere elsе to go
Last fraction of hope, a flickering light
Voices so clеar, step out of the night
Go talk to your God instead of talk to yourself
Look into the light if you're looking for help
Last minute on Earth
Waiting to fly like pigs in the dirt
Gold 'round your neck
But your wings are broken, bent and burnt they say
Last minute alive
Check your account, to buy a way out
Beating the clock
But you cannot beat the feeling of being alive
Last minute on Earth
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
Last minute alive
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
What would you do, who would you call?
Your mobile is down
You'll go down in history on that final day
That last minute on Earth
One minute alone, lost word or cause
For one who had everything
Now unfold this scary, beautiful end
Last minute on Earth
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
Last minute on Earth
Fractions of time is all that is left
You used to kill time
Now it's time who's killing you, they've closed the store
Last minute on Earth
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
Last minute on Earth, in the rapids of time
A story on wheels without rhythm (or rhyme)
Racing the memory lane, high and low
You own the world but got nowhere elsе to go
Last fraction of hope, a flickering light
Voices so clеar, step out of the night
Go talk to your God instead of talk to yourself
Look into the light if you're looking for help
Last minute on Earth
Waiting to fly like pigs in the dirt
Gold 'round your neck
But your wings are broken, bent and burnt they say
Last minute alive
Check your account, to buy a way out
Beating the clock
But you cannot beat the feeling of being alive
Last minute on Earth
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay
Last minute alive
Saving your last famous words
Maybe just whistle a tune on a plain bird of clay