Last Decade - Goldheart Assembly
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Last Decade Lyrics
The dying leaves
Can grip no more
The Eastern breeze
Will steal them allTake care my love
It's all too soon
And all you need
Is space and room away from all my harmful waysBut you know I hate half the things I sayYour eyes are bubbles
Made of oil
And when they spill
They wreck these shoresMy pulse has slowed
The atoms thin
But on the beach
The sea breathed in
and out and stole our hearts that dayBut you know I'd go back but there's no wayOh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ohThis is the Last Decade
Let's not pretend we've changed
Come back homeSee how the sun decays
Over our last parade
On our ownSoon there'll be sleep, no pain
This is our Last Decade
This is the Last DecadeOh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh