End of the World - Great Big Sea

Breath the air again It's a beautiful day I wish this moment stay with the Earth Some primal paradise There you go again Saying everything ends saying You can't depend on anything or anyone If the end of the world was near Where would you choose to be? If there was five more minutes of air Would you panic and hide? Or run for your life? Or stand here and spend it with me? If we had five more minutes Would I... Could I... Make you happy? And we would live again In the simplest of ways Living day after day Like some primal animals We would love again Under glorious suns With the freedom that comes with the truth If the end of the world was near Where would you choose to be? If there was five more minutes of air Would you panic and hide? Or run for your life? Or stand here and spend them with me? If we had five more minutes Would I... Could I... Make you happy? So it finally came to pass I saw the end of the world I saw the madness unfold like Some primal barrier And I looked back upon Armageddon And the moment of truth Between you and me If we had five more minutes Of air to breathe And we cried all through it But you spend them with me On the last few drags I felt that we agreed I was And you were Happy

At the dark end of the street That's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong Living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me At the dark end Of the street You and me I know time is gonna take its toll We have to pay for the love we stole It's a sin, and we know it's wrong Oh, but our love keeps coming on strong Steal away To the dark end Of the street They're gonna find us They're gonna find us They're gonna find us, Lord, someday You and me At the dark end Of the street You and me And when the daylight hours roll 'round And by chance we're both downtown If we should meet, just walk on by Oh, darling, please, don't cry Tonight, we'll meet At the dark end Of the street

The end of the after The weight of a war The kindness gone to bed The weight of your laughter Alive in the hall Did he hear, did he hear The fumbled words you said? Living without her Living at all Seems to slow me down Living forever Hell, I don't know Do I care, do I care The thunder's rumbled sound Now I watch her Running 'round in love again Now I talk about you When I'm with our mutual friends The end of the after The weight of a war The kindness gone to bed The threat of your laughter Alive after all Did he hear, did he hear The fumbled words you said? Living without her Living at all Seems to slow me down Living forever Pale light on all Do I care, do I care The thunder's rumbled sound Now I watch her Running 'round in love again Now I talk about you When I'm with our mutual friends Now I watch her Running 'round in love again Now I talk about you When I'm with our mutual friends This is it? Well this is desert Go to him What the hell, love? What the hell, love? This is it? Well this is desert And go to him What the hell, love? What the hell? This is it What the hell, love? What the hell, love?

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour