The End Is Nigh

C

                                 C
Some friends come in and out of view
                           G
Last time I looked we were dancing like dogs on fire
                                   C
Now I'm laughing with your little girl
                   G
Laughing about my sunburn on that day
                           C
Oh, it's good to see her smile
                   G
I remember how you held me as I cried
                        C
Flailing like a landed fish
                        G
Trying to get back to before this day went away

                       F
But who would make the cut
                 Am   G
When our time is up
                             F
And everyone pointing at the sky
              C      G
Screaming the end is nigh
     C
It's coming

                            C
Like an explorer clearing ground
                     G
Swinging your blade, flashing in the sun
                            C
You come right through my moped
               G
Pick me up and then was on your way
                C
I treasure the stars
C
We'll always have
        G
I don't remember where we were
                  C
Don't think we'd return
                  G
These moments are fleeting as they are pure

                           F
But I think you'd make the cut
                 Am    G
When our time is up
                         F
Everyone pointing at the sky
              C      G
Screaming the end is nigh
C
It's coming

F Am G
F                 Am   G
Everybody for the last time
F                       Am   G
Come here to me for the last time

C
Will it be a fireball from the sky?
           G
Or will we all take to the bed
                   C
Laid low by a new pox?
            G
Or will the wrong guy get the codes?
                   C
Whose arms will I seek?
                   G
Whose eyes would I meet in the final throws
                            C
And say it was good to be human?
         G              C
To be a human with you here

                   F
Who would make the cut
                 Am   G
When our time is up?
                             F
And everyone pointing at the sky
              C      G
Screaming the end is nigh
                       F
I think you'd make the cut
                 Am   G
When our time is up
                             F
And everyone pointing at the sky
               C      G
Screaming, the end is nigh

C
It's coming
C
Oh, hold me, it's coming
C
Hold me, it's coming
C
Hold me, it's coming
C
Hold me, it's coming
C
Hold me, it's coming
C
Hold me, it's coming
C
Hold me, it's coming

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