Last To Fall
Album: Like A Parthain Shot
By: Monte Peck & The Hanyaks
By: Monte Peck & The Hanyaks
Duration
4:15
Genres
Description
Urban church meets beat poetry; then introduces him to the great Eric Clapton. A song about faith... or lack thereof.
Lyrics
Last to Fall Wake up now and dry your eyes on me Your name I recall But your face I'll never see Out of time to think about All the things I've said and done Without the touch of Tranquil thought I glare while staring at the sun Bored with hope and scarred by dreams Worst; the ones you live I'm tired of love that kills the pain Damn the times when you were Cursed to give I feel just like a whore in church That knows she's out of place Will I disappear in my own mind? Will I vanish without a trace? I'm built to be ashamed Built to be repressed Built to be the last to fall Though I'll stand Till they all confess When will the final curtain Fall on us? Your life is gone but I live on My hands are clean, this is your song My love is deep as well as strong So play this loud, it is your song... Lash out free The meaning has been lost You'll pay the debt before you pass No matter what the cost I never thought I thought too much Until I was told I did Will I kiss the sky And taste the pain? Will I sell my soul to live? Written by Monte Peck © 2010 Equalellow Songs (ASCAP)
