Last Good Man

I woke to something inside
Grabbed your hand and forgot I was high
Ran through the things that it could have been
Like a thief at the door
Turns out we don't live here at all

Six months of beautiful things
Floating down by Barton Springs
I kept it covered
We loved each other
But like a lost dog
Something was different
When we got home

I'm not sure that this will survive
I'm hard pressed just staying alive
Tell me
We'll keep doing what we can
I think I found the last good man

You bought me that fifties guitar
I still reach for it
When things get too hard
It's full of the songs
That I learnt for you
Ones we needed to hear
Reminds me of that magic first year

I'm not sure that this will survive
I'm hard pressed just staying alive
Tell me
We'll keep doing what we can
I think I found the last good man

Leaving might be easy at first
Growing flowers is strong womans work
Lets pile up the earth and till up the soil
Let the rain wash us down
I think I found the last
I think I found the last
I think I found the last good man