
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Song language: English
Last Love Song For Now |
Take my sword from the slaughter |
Melt it down into vapor, and my armor, too |
I hear hot blood flap and flutter |
From your temple to shoulder |
And all through you |
When you hold on to me it isn’t easy |
When you hold on to me isn’t fair |
But when there’s no key you find me there |
I’m turning white, I’m leaves of paper |
Turn my hands from this labor and lift me through |
When you hold onto me it isn’t easy |
But you should hold on to me |
It isn’t fair, but when there’s no key you find me there |
And kids get lost, lambs out wandering |
And bigger, blacker things come calling |
From outside a tiny garden |
Somebody once laid their hearts on |
And kids get lost, and kids get broken |
And their diaries get found and opened |
And their legs get led astray |
And then they lie inside some secret place |
Where the sun looks in the open ceiling |
And kids grow up, and kids stop feeling |
Kids, and feel adults, and face away |
But in last love dreams |
The lost and passed out of this world are softly sighing |
They’re trying to decide if they should leave the things that keep them crying |
And some will rise and keep on living with open eyes, with minds forgiven |
The river’s flowing is arrested |
And resumed after they’ve blessed it |
Over and over and over, and over and |
Over and over, and over again |
(It's over) |
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