[00:00.00]Last Call - Amelia Curran
[00:03.29]Written by：Amelia Curran
[00:06.58]Wicked the weather can empty the heart
[00:13.87]Sunsets are poetry falling apart
[00:21.31]Pitchin' and weavin' down gottingen road
[00:28.59]I never loved you I know
[00:34.61]But dance with my shadow on into the bar
[00:41.63]Midnight is marked by broken down choirs
[00:48.85]And the red face prophets are claimin' their fame
[00:56.04]But I don't remember their names
[01:05.13]Morning comes like a broken winged bird
[01:12.02]As though daylight delivers a miracle cure
[01:19.65]And here in the pink of a dangerous day
[01:27.13]Forgive me forgive me
[01:39.06]Those red faced prophets bartender and me
[01:46.30]Dancin' in riddles on top of dead dreams
[01:53.74]I kissed a sailor said he was the sea
[02:00.97]But he never knew it from me
[02:06.59]Last call
[02:14.69]Time is an invalid inside us all
[02:22.14]Leave all the lights on we'll waltz out the door
[02:29.45]I never loved you I'm sure
[02:38.46]Morning comes like a broken winged bird
[02:45.29]As though daylight delivers a miracle cure
[02:53.03]And here in the pink of a dangerous day
[03:00.36]Forgive me forgive me
[03:12.43]Forgive me forgive me