Any minute now
I wil speak up
Though I’m sitting straigt
I just can’t feel the floor
How come in the sun
I didn’t lit up?
I see no battle flags
But I’m at war
Seeing our hearts grow distant
Holding my lungs for too long
I wish nothing but to take us
Back to the start
And the end of the days
It’s all history
And maybe we’re gone
It’s all gone
Somehow we’re still awake
Having coffee and toast
All the wishing wells
Won’t fill this cup
Though my tongue is numb
My thpughts ain’t small
So any minute now
I wil speak up
I’ll throw my body up
Against this wall
Seeing our hearts grow distant
Holding my words for too long
I wish noting but to take us
Bat to the start
At the end of the days
It’s all history
And maybe we’re gone
It’s all gone
Counting our blessings we’ll heal
Over coffee and toast
