Last Good Man

I woke to something inside

Grabbed your hand and forgot I was high

Ran through the things that it could have been

Like a thief at the door

Turns out we don't live here at all

Six months of beautiful things

Floating down by Barton Springs

I kept it covered

We loved each other

But like a lost dog

Something was different

When we got home

I'm not sure that this will survive

I'm hard pressed just staying alive

Tell me

We'll keep doing what we can

I think I found the last good man

You bought me that fifties guitar

I still reach for it

When things get too hard

It's full of the songs

That I learnt for you

Ones we needed to hear

Reminds me of that magic first year

I'm not sure that this will survive

I'm hard pressed just staying alive

Tell me

We'll keep doing what we can

I think I found the last good man

Leaving might be easy at first

Growing flowers is strong womans work

Lets pile up the earth and till up the soil

Let the rain wash us down

I think I found the last

I think I found the last

I think I found the last good man