Bright lights and cigarettes
are falling from the sky
She could have loved you
but still you'd wonder why
She said,
I'm on the last ship,
I'm on the last train home
I'm on the last ship,
I'm going home.
The rockets came like a drum
beating in the night
She tried to warn you,
You were out of sight
She said,
I'm on the last ship,
I'm on the last train home.
I'm on the last ship,
I'm going home.
We're running out of road in the desert of the real
As the future dries up,
we might begin to feel
I'm on the last ship,
I'm on the last train home
I'm on the last ship,
I'm going home.
I'm on the last ship,
I'm on the last train home
I'm on the last train,
I'm going home.
Going home.

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