The End of Everything

We are falling like some stars Down to earth We're collapsing like buildings Burning down We are echoes over hills Fading out We are chasing the sound But the world keeps turning At the end of everything Yeah, the world keeps turning At the end of everything. Pa-padada Pa-padada Pa-padada Something comfortable and warm Stretched too thin Just a hole somewhere so small The cold rushes in To the sound of your voice When you say You feel nothing at all But the world keeps turning At the end of everything Yeah, the world keeps turning At the end of everything And the world keeps turning At the end of everything Yeah, the world keeps turning At the end of everything Pa-padada Pa-padada Pa-padada At the end of everything Pa-padada Pa-padada Pa-padada At the end of everything Pa-padada Pa-padada Pa-padada At the end of everything Pa-padada Pa-padada Pa-padada At the end of everything