Not
the End of the World
©2007
Gibbens/Weston
As long as theres a
leopard and a lion,
As long as theres a deer to be set flying,
Its not the end, my friend.
When all around you see love waxes colder
And the truth gets shot down like a bird,
Its not the end of the world.
Not the end of the world.
So dance with me until the
musics over.
Pull another cork until were sober.
Its not the end, my friend.
A little bird tells me before its dawning
Soon well have to face tomorrow morning.
Its not the end of the world.
Not the end of the world.
When it seems like half your
friends are missing persons
Who barely walk on stage and then its curtains,
Its not the end, my friend.
Cause once we gave ourselves four minutes warning,
Remember that when you see me round the corner.
Its not the end of the world.
Not the end of the world.
Though images and rumours
jam the airwaves
And the promises of freedom make us their slaves,
Its not the end, my friend.
Though the skys a stranger colour than it should be,
We wouldnt burn our own house down, now would we?
Its not the end of the world.
Not the end of the world.
So for all the badness and
the violence,
So for all the crying and the silence,
Its not the end, my friend.
Till it brings the best out in the worst now,
Until the first are last and last are first now,
Its not the end of the world.
Not the end of the world.
Its not the end,
my friend,
Not the end of the world
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