a patch of red-orange iodine
moves into a clotted sky
don''t give in just yet
a group in service uniforms
stand outside a wooden door
she''s laughing
"it''s over... time has been strange, oh.."
last things last is not enough,
you can''t accept this
don''t give in just yet
i hope that last things last
past these first charms
these pale charms
i hope that last things last
a hook or a flake
to hold on so you don''t break
moves into a clotted sky
don''t give in just yet
a group in service uniforms
stand outside a wooden door
she''s laughing
"it''s over... time has been strange, oh.."
last things last is not enough,
you can''t accept this
don''t give in just yet
i hope that last things last
past these first charms
these pale charms
i hope that last things last
a hook or a flake
to hold on so you don''t break