Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last Words, artist - Famous Last Words. Date of issue: 02.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Last Words |
| I am the guardian of memories |
| I am the gatekeeper to what has been |
| I am the captor |
| The sentinel of moments of true spontaneity |
| In this cesspool of industrially fabricated frames |
| For life’s ever fleeting sincerity |
| Must be preserved in all of its colors |
| My path on this world has never wavered until now |
| My role in this chaotic theatre of life has always been so clear to me |
| But I’m struggling to accept this ending |
| What’s the point of a show if in the end |
| There is no audience actors or theatre |
| Nothing and no one to prove it ever existed at all |
| I wish I understood it more |
| I wish I could make sense of it all |
| I suppose the only thing I truly know |
| Is that when The Negative gets here |
| It will change everything |
| I’ve caught myself daydreaming about it a lot lately |
| What will this new world look like |
| Will the stars still twinkle in the night sky |
| Will the same colorful vibrancy still reflect in the light |
| Will humanity even exist in this new macrocosm |
| Or will we be expunged with the rest of it |
| I’d like to imagine it will be more like a pentimento |
| A new universe sprawled over the canvas of what once was |
| Leaving clues just under the surface |
| The tiniest shred of evidence of what existed before |
| But it’s impossible to stay confident in that idea |
| When my expectations are everything and nothing all at once |
| All I know is that whatever it is that’s going to happen |
| It’s going to be soon |
| And it will happen in the blink of an eye |
| I took the last photo I will ever take the other day |
| It was a beautiful day and I was walking through the park during the golden hour |
| I noticed this feeble old man and behind him dragged this old tattered dog leash |
| It was vacant, there was no dog |
| Yet his hand held onto this leash with such conviction |
| It infuriated me |
| The pointlessness of it |
| I snapped a picture and then without even thinking |
| I threw my camera smashing it into pieces on the ground |
| I’ve always had a gift for distinguishing moments of truth |
| And I’ve always known my purpose was to capture and preserve those moments |
| So they can be remembered |
| But what is the point |
| What is the point of preserving these moments |
| What was the point of that fucking dog leash? |
| I recognized the same undeniable truth I saw in the negative |
| That I’ve seen in all of the pictures I’ve ever captured |
| Since then time has haunted me every second of every day |
| It lingers over my head like a dark cloud |
| Heavy with powerful devastation |
| Ready to storm down upon the unsuspecting arrogance below |
| I know The Negative is real |
| I know it’s coming fast |
| And I know it is coming soon |
| Everything will be gone |
| Everything will be gone |
| Nobody is ever going to hear this |
| I don’t even know why I’m recor… |