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Can you turn it on?
Bootleg the sound
Why canât your heart conceive of a love gone to ground?
Your words erode towns
That once were a jungle, âtil we cut ourselves down
Can you soldier on?
Clung to this mound
The cavalry you sent for has long since turned round
Their maps upside down
Love pales to something, assurances sewn
I guess we should shoulder the tone
So pick up your smile
Why the long face?
Itâs not like Iâm leaving
Itâs not like Iâm leaving
Iâm staying an hour away
But this is the last song for me
Itâs not on any jukebox
But Iâm gonna play it anyway
Canât you hold your own?
Add strings to your bow
Audition for that part on the 9 to 5 show?
A part of us not breathing
To pack up the circus and head for the road
To the trucks thatâll leave by the load
So pick up your smile
Why the long face?
Itâs not like Iâm leaving
Itâs not like Iâm leaving
Iâm staying an hour away
This is the last song for me
Itâs not on any jukebox
But Iâm gonna play it anyway
Iâm feeling better
Itâs like drinking wine
I guess it gets better with time
So walk down these aisles
At your own pace
This love is still breathing
This love is still breathing
So pick out a style
From your suitcase
Enough for the third day
Enough for the third day
Our train is making way
Coz this is the last song for me
This is the last song for me
This is the last song for me
Now you shall be free