Last Decade

The dying leaves
 Can grip no more
 The Eastern breeze
 Will steal them all
 Take care my love
 It's all too soon
 And all you need
 Is space and room away from all my harmful ways
 But you know I hate half the things I say
 Your eyes are bubbles
 Made of oil
 And when they spill
 They wreck these shores
 My pulse has slowed
 The atoms thin
 But on the beach
 The sea breathed in
 and out and stole our hearts that day
 But you know I'd go back but there's no way
 Oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh
 This is the Last Decade
 Let's not pretend we've changed
 Come back home
 See how the sun decays
 Over our last parade
 On our own
 Soon there'll be sleep, no pain
 This is our Last Decade
 This is the Last Decade
 Oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh