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Lyrics: Howie Day. Stop All The World Now. End Of Our Days.

Here, where they can't find us
Tell them to call me up
I tell you, we met here on purpose
I bet they can't wait to wake us up

It's all a little bit strange
I know it's a little bit strange

Make a point and ignore them
Come on let's wait this out
They find that we never stop turning
And sometimes it's tough to change directions

I know it's a little bit strange
It's all a little bit strange

At the end of our day, well I
Gonna say what I mean, well I
Slipping all away, away
At the end of our days
We'll escape, we'll escape

I know it's a little bit strange
It's all a little bit strange

At the end of a day, well I
Gonna say what I mean, well I
At the end of a day, I
Gonna say what I mean, well I

Slipping all away
Slipping all away
Slipping all away now

At the end of our days
We'll escape, we'll escape
Oh there's no escape
We'll escape, right now