The Last

This is your gift Now what do we fear Sweat trickles down Your thin cold frame I need to go but it's got a hold on me This is our true awakening We've stumbled through down the hallways Put out the fires But the writing on the wall It's still burning This is your gift Now what do we fear Sweat trickles down Your thin cold frame I need to go but it's got a hold on me This is our true awakening You could be the last The finest thing I've had I'm needing you The sweetest thing gone bad You're the last The finest thing I've had And I'm still needing you The sweetest thing This drive is far too short to Ponder all we've been through This is our gift Now what do we fear Sweat trickles down Your thin cold frame I need to go but it's got a hold on me This is our true awakening