Upbeat, fast, funky, Dave Matthews style riffs. Roger Japt-Jong:Lead Guitar.
Peak: #475 (188,151 songs currently in Alternative)
Peak in sub-genre: #80 (31,469 songs currently in Indie)
June 04, 2005
MP3 3.6 MB, bitrate 128 kbps.
Alex Wolfe Parnes
Story behind the song
On his deathbed, he revealed to her that she has always been the last thought of his days, and his nights, and now he wishes her to be the last thought of his life!
His Last Thought
©1999 Alex Wolfe Parnes/Canis Lupus Productions
She say I can never believe what you say
when you tell me such things in your own special way
He says to you I could never really lie
While he tries to conceal a tear drop in his eye
She smiles and quickly turns away
To a far off place where he can’t touch her…can’t reach her
He stay stands there like a fool, frustrated yet there nothing he can do
She’s reserved for the last thought of his day, and of the night, and of his life
He dreams that on the last day of his life, he’ll wake up and open his eyes
She’ll be there on the pillow and he can finally drift away
He sits in his office all day, thinks of the last time that he actually saw her face
She has work of her own, does she think of him, well he’ll never never know
He cries, when thinks about the time when they kissed and touched and laughed together
She talks when he calls he on the phone
but he’s burning inside wishing they could be together all alone
If it’s true love then why are they pulled apart by ropes that bind them and pull them in different directions?
If they were meant to be together why are separated by a wall of glass; the only thing they see is each other’s reflections?