Last Song

Your hands live on the wall
In all the art that you create
That journal that you won't touch
Is just a mirror turned away

Get on that first train out of town
Take yourself a break
It's your last song for a while
Not the last one you'll make

Pillows lay their heads
On your your bed left unmade
Bird sings the blues
It's all the music you can take

Get on that first train out of town
Take yourself a break
It's your last song for a while
Not the last one you'll make

Hang in there baby
It'll all be over soon
I know it must sound crazy
But we've walked on the moon
Some things change
And some remain
And some we must pursue

Catch that last train out of town
Take yourself a break
It's your last song for a while
Not the last one you'll make
Not the last one you'll make



Credits
Writer(s): Shaylynn Anderson
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