Can I write a last-minute song?
A moment and then we're gone.
Nothing left to say, only games to play.
A fool would I be to engage.

Can I form a last-minute plea?
Pictures that we couldn't see.
Nothing left to live, only time to give.
A fool would last longer than me.

A word, a song, what a thing to say.
No signs, no deeds, just a breath to take.
A moment's fortune bringing you back to me.

A laugh, a frown, what a strange surround.
No fists, no fights, just a sighing sound.
A moment's sunshine bringing you back to me.

Can I find a last-minute plan?
Take you on hand-in-hand
Nothing left to think, only pride to sink.
A fool would get out while they can.

A word, a song, what a thing to say.
No signs, no deeds, just a breath to take.
A moment's fortune bringing you back to me.

A laugh, a frown, what a strange surround.
No fists, no fights, just a sighing sound.
A moment's sunshine bringing you back to me.

Say you'll get this soon,
Forget the fiery doom,
Find it or we're screwed...
...What a mood.

A word, a song, what a thing to say.
No signs, no deeds, just a breath to take.
A moment's fortune bringing you back to me.

A laugh, a frown, what a strange surround.
No fists, no fights, just a dying sound.
A moment's sunshine bringing you back to me.

Can I write a last-minute song -
One where my thoughts don't last long?
Nothing left to choose, only sense to lose.
A fool would have run... (wait, that's me)