Dadadada dadada
Well if I only had four minutes twenty-seven seconds left to live
And if my guitar was conveniently placed on my lap and a pick in my fingers
And if only two hundred ninety-nine words could come out of these lips
It'd probably sound like this:
Dadadada dadada
Well if I looked out my window and saw everybody running away
And if I was the only person I knew who ever wanted to stay
And then suddenly under my feet, the ground would start to violently shake
I wouldn't move, I wouldn't move
Everyone is running fast away
Let's take our time
I am happy here, why does it have to change
Right here is fine by me, fine by me
Dadadada dadada
Well if the walls around me suddenly started collapsing and caving in
And if the debris suddenly randomly just burst into flames
And if it turns out that the world as we know it is really coming to an end
I'd keep playing like this, like this
'Cause everyone is running fast away
Let's take our time
I am happy here, why does it have to change
I'm happy, I'm happy
What's the point in running all the time, it's not right, it's not right
Where will we run to in the end, when all this has dissipated?
Are we gonna wait until we're lying face down on the asphalt exhausted and jaded
To find what has been patiently waiting in front of us this whole time?
Let's take a step back now
'Cause everyone is running fast away
I am happy here, why does it have to change
Right here is fine by me, it's fine by me
Everyone is searching far away
It's right here, it's waiting
I am happy here, I want to stay
I'm happy now
Dadadada dadada
