The Last Thing to Go

The angels were singing a sad country song

It sounded like something of yours

With a conscience as clear as the tear in your eye

And a heart beaten golden and pureAnd I felt all the feelings we set down in song

Torn from the body and soul

And the fortunes that faded like stars into daylight

And tear drops we turned into goldEvery hard rocking wreck on the highway

Every heartbroken rule of the road

Every true thing we wrote on the wind is still singing

Love is the last thing to goLove is the reason we happened at all

It paid for the damage we done

And it bought us the freedom to fall into grace

On our way to our place in the sun