Testo The Last Word

There was a boy who spoke in song
His only words were stolen from
Poets drunken tongues
Last breath and fleeting hums
The last word
The last word

The last word The last word
The last word
The last word

He lies on my legs like a bear on a limb
Warm mouth against my thighs
Fur makes the best second skin when you're old
The last words he spoke ‘fore he died

The last word
The last word
The last word
The last word

Up on the mount, you can see where I live There is nothing to save me from the sea
We swam, we are seals, our skin thick as thieves
You promised me you'd never leave

The last word
The last word
The last word
The last word

My demons are all put to bed, so we rest
Pieces of bones in the ground
The things that we need are never there
When it's dark, the louder the sound

The last word
The last word
The last word
The last word