Last Resort

And here the air that I breathe isn’t dead

Enter life of what’s still here
Close the door away from near
Shrouded in autumn’s graven ascension
Thought the bridge was over now
Lost the track astray somehow
Who’s painting my life in sorrow blue?

A relief for a dislocated mind
Shelter for thoughts, asylum for my soul
This place is the only I need to know

And here the air that I breathe isn’t dead

Enter life of what’s still here
Close the door away from near
Shrouded in autumn’s graven ascension
Thought the bridge was over now
Lost the track astray somehow
Who’s painting my life in sorrow blue?

Salvation for a lonely sinking kind
All my duties be done a few years of take
Never leaving again, you are forever

And here the air that I breathe isn’t dead

Enter life of what’s still here
Close the door away from near
Shrouded in autumn’s graven ascension
Thought the bridge was over now
Lost the track astray somehow
Who’s painting my life in sorrow blue?