Texty písní The Flower Kings

The Flower Kings

Last Minute On Earth

Last minute on earth

What would you do, who would you call?

Your mobile is down,

Who will write the history of 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

Waiting to fly like pigs in the dirt

Gold 'round your neck,

But your wings are broken, bent & 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 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 else to go

Last fraction of hope, a flickering light

Voices so clear 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!