March into the Sun
Hey, oh
Hey, oh.
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
This is not the end
There's no apocalypse
And all those kids
Were full of it
I got your hand in my hand
No drinks inside
It's how we start a fire
With a natural high
With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end
No grand finale
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
When Monday comes
It's ringing in your head
And these battle drums
In a world that's bent
I got your hand in my hand
No drinks inside
It's how we start a fire
With a natural high
With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end
No grand finale
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
March into the sun
March into the sun
March into the sun
With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end
No grand finale
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
With hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
Hey, oh.
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
This is not the end
There's no apocalypse
And all those kids
Were full of it
I got your hand in my hand
No drinks inside
It's how we start a fire
With a natural high
With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end
No grand finale
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
When Monday comes
It's ringing in your head
And these battle drums
In a world that's bent
I got your hand in my hand
No drinks inside
It's how we start a fire
With a natural high
With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end
No grand finale
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
March into the sun
March into the sun
March into the sun
With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end
No grand finale
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
With hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
Hey, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Graham Sierota, Jamie Sierota, Sydney Sierota, Noah Sierota, Jeffery David Sierota, Tom Leonard
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