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The Last Time
Carina Round
It came on a thursday
Everything seemed to be holding its breath
It was the first real snow for years
It made everything look beautiful
And i wanted it to stay like this
So bad
I hung like a tongue from my open-mouth window
Thinking, 'i should make the most of this, while it lasts'
I climbed the once familiar hill,
Where the rambling roses were sleeping and stared
Down towards the park where you once said
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I break your heart
It was full of giant snowballs, five feet high
The people it made families play in the snow
It made me feel calm
So i stood for a while
And i listened
Wishing i could burst into flames
Or disappear or something
Somehow the sky deepened
And i was soaking wet
It had become a blizzard
And through the storm i saw
On the old wall of the old bridge
The new urban prophet had scribed in white
Talking to me through the howling wind
Writers that dont write end up talking to themselves
And i wanted it to stay like this
So bad
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I break your heart
The sky it opened up into a dream
Talking to me through the howling winds [2x]
Talking to me through the howling winds
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I break your heart [2x]
This is the la
compositores: Carina Round
Everything seemed to be holding its breath
It was the first real snow for years
It made everything look beautiful
And i wanted it to stay like this
So bad
I hung like a tongue from my open-mouth window
Thinking, 'i should make the most of this, while it lasts'
I climbed the once familiar hill,
Where the rambling roses were sleeping and stared
Down towards the park where you once said
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I break your heart
It was full of giant snowballs, five feet high
The people it made families play in the snow
It made me feel calm
So i stood for a while
And i listened
Wishing i could burst into flames
Or disappear or something
Somehow the sky deepened
And i was soaking wet
It had become a blizzard
And through the storm i saw
On the old wall of the old bridge
The new urban prophet had scribed in white
Talking to me through the howling wind
Writers that dont write end up talking to themselves
And i wanted it to stay like this
So bad
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I break your heart
The sky it opened up into a dream
Talking to me through the howling winds [2x]
Talking to me through the howling winds
This is the last time
This is the last time
This is the last time
I break your heart [2x]
This is the la
compositores: Carina Round