When the world ends Well do something different Comfortably living Passengers and company It takes practice The method is in the madness Spark enough and something catches Fire up the factory
Days, same as always Somewhere halfway Something new
When the day comes Copy and paste the outcome Hide away and pick the breadcrumbs Listen to the radio Could be talking Too little, too late, too often Was never going to fix the problem Aint that just the way it goes?
Days, same as always Somewhere halfway Something new We could wait for tomorrow Whered the time go? What can we do?
Of all the possibilities Happy customers are we Pretty photographs and audiences looking in
Days, same as always Somewhere halfway Something new We could wait for tomorrow Whered the time go? What can we do?