The Last of Goodbyes (EastWest Session)

Criminal soulless, criminal silence

Tearing at seams like criminal violence

And the silence that we train to the sorrow that remains

Songbirds describing refrain

I can't see, I can't speak

I can't walk, I can't talk

But I can see how it's falling apart

There was a time when we were held and above

To the falling when we're dying for love

Oh, it's the last of the goodbyes

Oh, it's the last of the goodbyes

Grace me, praise me

Fall to pieces as this wanting wastes me

It crazes me, it praises me

So lift me down, let it save me

With no sight, I can't accept what I see

With no grace, I can't accept what I'll be

Back to a time when we were held and above

Back to the falling where we're dying for love

Oh, it's the last of the goodbyes

Oh, it's the last of the goodbyes