Last Call - Thursday

This is the last time

That you’ll ever hear me say:

Last call for a better life

In wedding and cheap champagne.

Last call for a friday night

In bathroom stalls and crowded bar.

Last call.

Right before your eyes,

We celebrate our separate lives.

Last Call.

Where are you friends?

They’re speaking secrets in a silent shout:

Everything we build, it falls apart,

And the architect abandons us.

Last call, when i held you tight,

The dj played cuts from The Knife.

Last call, where we used to meet,

Now we look away and we skip a beat.

Circular Breathing will separate these feelings

with heart attack efficiency,

Erase the figure as it falls.

(Support collapses at the center of this opposition.

This infrastructure calls for circular resuscitation)

The wedding starts

The guests appear

The church bells ringing endlessly

Bride and groom are hand in hand

And everything goes as it’s planned:

The parents smile,

The priest chokes up,

The organ plays «Amazing Grace»

And underneath the thin white veil

You can hear them say:

«Last call for the matching hearts

Last call for the yellow birds

Last call for the two of us»

And the people sing

La la la la, la la la