Last Parade

It feels like time to let it go
It feels like time to break or show
It feels like time to cut your brakes
Shut your mouth, do something, anything
It feels like time to fuck or leave
It feels like I'm choking just to breathe
It feels like time ain't time at all
Just black out, wake up foreign, wander home

I wander home

Take me out, lay me down
Let the dirt fall around me
Baby ain't it good to be back home
The burning future's in the mountains
All lit up, yeah you can count yours
Baby ain't it good to be back home

It feels like just another day
Like one more dead town's last parade
Like we're taking pictures of a tidal wave
On the shore grinning a hundred feet away
It feels like time ain't time at all
Just black out, wake up foreign, wander home

I wander home

Take me out, lay me down
Let the dirt fall all around me
Baby ain't it good to be back home
The burning future's in the mountains
All lit up, yeah you can count yours
Baby ain't it good to be back home

Ain't it good to be back home



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Fredrick Robert Good
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