patch of red-orange iodine
 moves into a clotter sky
 Don't give in just yet
 Don't give in

 group in service uniforms
 stand outside a wooden door
 She's laughing, it's over
 Time has been strange
 oh...

 Last things last is not enough
 You can't accept this
 Don't give in just yet

 I hope that last things last
 past these first charms,
 these pale charms

 I hope that last things last,
 a hook or a flake
 to hold on so you don't break