This Could Be My Last Day - Duke Special

I let go to feel the fall

And know that I’m alive

I see my breath and think of God

And everything I have

This could be my last day

This could be my last day

I touch your grave it comforts me

Tells me to be true

Everyone’s a burning star

Time is running through

This could be my last day

This could be my last day

Everything is fragile

Everything is broken

You were full of living colours

And such a sense of wonder

Prophecy is written

Prophecy is spoken

I wish I could have saved you

But I think I’m going under

This could be my last day

This could be my last day

11 years and 8 september

Never be the same

Charing Cross and woven hats

Flinching at your name

This could be my last day

This could be my last day

Everything is fragile

Everything is broken

You were full of living colours

And such a sense of wonder

Prophecy is written

Prophecy is spoken

I wish I could have saved you

But I saw you going under

I wish I could have saved you

But I think I’m going under

This could be my last day

This could be my last day

This could be my last day

This could be my last day