Criminal souls
Criminal silence
Tearing at seams like criminal violence
And the silence that we train to the sorrow that remains
Song birds describing refrain
I can't see
I can't speak
I can't walk
I can't talk
But I can see how it's falling apart
There was a time when we were held above
To the falling when we're dying for love

Oh
It's the last of goodbyes
Oh
It's the last of goodbyes

Grace me
Praise me
Fall to pieces as this want wastes me
It crazes me
It praises me
Lift me down, let it save me
With no sight I can't accept what I see
With no grace I can't accept what I'll be
Back to a time when I held from above
Into the falling when we're dying for love

Oh
It's the last of goodbyes
Oh
It's the last of goodbyes

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Writer(s): Richard Melville Hall