The Last Friend to Leave Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
You fold your wings when someone bleeds
You stay at home, deliver screeds
You call for peace at times of war
Can't stand to duplicate the day before
As speeches wreathe the aftermath
By some kind of delinquent son
The whiskey is the last friend to leave
It closes the door on the run
Now you hide as taunts from shadows
Invade your living room
The news in full of Pandora's boxes
And each one contains a buffoon
The colors lighten on Market Street
As her hair turns from dark to white
The platters lay bare in the diners
The traffic determines the fight