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?