The Last Song

THE LAST SONG

There’s a locked theater in my house

Don’t ask about its history, I’m not sure

All I know is every night I’m on the other side of that door

There’s a torn up script on the floor of my heart

Don’t ask me why it’s a mystery

All I know is that I was born to play this part

The glacier between us shifted and I lost you to the melting snow

And since it’s the last song I just thought you should know

All the pretty things and the shitty things I have to say to you

The sun turned on everyone she knew

I watched her as she coldly fired the moon

These shifting times, what did we expect?

I’ve thrown my body onto the alter of it

Too many times to count the bruises

Always healing from one while dealing with the next

The tide between us shifted and I watched as you disappeared

And since it’s the last song I just thought you should hear

All the dressed up things and the messed up things I have to say to you

Threw it overboard just to see if it would float

Broke your song open just so I could count the notes

It sounded empty in my head rolling around like a ball

Your rests made me feel so small

I hope one day you stand back and see me

Outside of this pointillistic mess

And I never chose the speed of this light

But here we are bathed in all this bright

And if I could give you one piece of advice

I’d put it in the last song I’d ever sing to you