The Last Time (feat. Sierra Swan)

it came on a thursday

everything seemed to be soaking wet

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? prophet had scribed in white

talking to me through the howling wind

right as that?? and they're 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

the sky it opened up into a dream

talking to me through the howling winds

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

this is the last time

this is the last time

this is the last time

i break your heart

this is the la...