4.Lay of the Last Survivor
She went out and found her father
Face down on the ground
Out in the cold.
Walked her way around a hill
With the sun sinking
Down into the snow.
All the whitecaps of the waves
Slap like last hand-claps,
And the dark water dies in a crash,
Is sucked back with a moan.
The smoke on the coast
Oh, piled fathers,
Soft, sighing daughters,
Where does it go？
It's a dream, now, I'll describe
Let your mind drift on down, like so,
To when the world was young.
A big sky, blue of a dead bachelor's tongue.
A new bloom on the rose.
So some line someone told says
Even light can get old.
Oh, slobbering lovers,
Drink-clinking brothers,
They don't have to tell us, because we know.
What a way down.
What a ride.
What a slide spin-around.
What a life to have known.
What a time, and how I was singing out
In a crowd of the thousand
Most frightening faces I've known
When the lighthouse
Lending us sight finally went out,
What a fright we felt
In that night, friends
Just shout it out,
All the whys and don't knows,
All the cries in our throats,
And how right we felt,
With our eyes tightly closed,
Holding something we broke
And then, whimpering sisters,
Sobbing well wishers,
Well it's over.
Just let my hand go.
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