1927-2012

This ain’t a sing-along, this is a closed door ballad
This ain’t me signing off last I did last album
Don’t sing our swan song, at least hold off til the end
This is dedication, like the ink sewn in your skin or bleeding from your pen
This is nothing more than just a pretty little loss for words —
So bless this broken jaw and skull fractures I couldn’t talk about
Don’t sing my swan song I’ll be fine
No one is reading my last rites tonight
Damn the rules, I’m a libertine, I said it on the side
And if this has gotta be a love song then it’s gonna go my way cause
We are all transmissions lost in the deepest outer space
‘to someone beautiful and far away', you are fireworks in the rain
I’m just ruby bones and viscera and a heavy machined heart
So bless this broken jaw and skull fractures I couldn’t talk about
Don’t sing my swan song I’ll be fine
No one is reading my last rites
Tonight the sun won’t set on us
Tonight the moon won’t rise
Tonight no one is reading our last rites…
I’ve seen old love, saw aged love go
Like oak, the rings deep around their bones
I’ve seen old love, saw aged love go
Like oak, the rings deep around their bones
(I've seen old love, saw aged love go
Like oak, the rings deep around their bones)
So bless this broken jaw and skull fractures I couldn’t talk about
No one is reading my last rites tonight