He sits in the darkness, behind the closed doors
It's been winter outside since the day of the war
And the fire is dying and the air's getting cold
As he tries to remember, -if he's getting old..
And the last man cries, but no one hears
And the last man can't, tell days from years
And the last man cries, but no one's there
As the last man dies and no one cares...
Survival's his life now, his memory fades
As he tries to remember and his mind starts to stray
The pain he's been feeling for the last month or so,
Is slowing his body as it steadily grows.
And the last man cries, but no one hears
And the last man can't, tell days from years
And the last man cries, but no one's there
As the last man dies and no one cares...
His funeral is empty, no family or grave
He's the war's final victim, he's the last of his race
His coffin's the world, that he used to live in
As his flesh quickly rots, on the nuclear wind
And the last man cries, but no one hears
And the last man can't, tell days from years
And the last man cries, but no one's there
As the last man dies, and no one cares...
And the last man cries, but no one hears..
It's been winter outside since the day of the war
And the fire is dying and the air's getting cold
As he tries to remember, -if he's getting old..
And the last man cries, but no one hears
And the last man can't, tell days from years
And the last man cries, but no one's there
As the last man dies and no one cares...
Survival's his life now, his memory fades
As he tries to remember and his mind starts to stray
The pain he's been feeling for the last month or so,
Is slowing his body as it steadily grows.
And the last man cries, but no one hears
And the last man can't, tell days from years
And the last man cries, but no one's there
As the last man dies and no one cares...
His funeral is empty, no family or grave
He's the war's final victim, he's the last of his race
His coffin's the world, that he used to live in
As his flesh quickly rots, on the nuclear wind
And the last man cries, but no one hears
And the last man can't, tell days from years
And the last man cries, but no one's there
As the last man dies, and no one cares...
And the last man cries, but no one hears..
Contributed by giorgio - 2012/4/8 - 10:20
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Lyrics & Music by Robbing Banks
Album: Wanted For Robbing Banks
I was thinking that if everyone died in a nuclear war, it would stand to reason that there would be like, one last guy to go. This is his song...