This is the last time 

That you'll ever hear me say: 

Last call for a better life 

In wedding and cheap champagne. 

Last call for a friday night 

In bathroom stalls and crowded bar. 

Last call. Right before your eyes, 

We celebrate our separate lives. 

Last Call. Where are you friends? 

They're speaking secrets in a silent shout: 

Everything we build, it falls apart, 

And the architect abandons us. 



Last call, when i held you tight, 

The dj played cuts from The Knife. 

Last call, where we used to meet, 

Now we look away and we skip a beat. 

Circular Breathing will separate these feelings 

with heart attack efficiency, 

Erase the figure as it falls. 



(Support collapses at the center of this opposition. 

This infrastructure calls for circular resuscitation) 



The wedding starts 

The guests appear 

The church bells ringing endlessly 

Bride and groom are hand in hand 

And everything goes as it's planned: 

The parents smile, 

The priest chokes up, 

The organ plays "Amazing Grace" 

And underneath the thin white veil 

You can hear them say: 

"Last call for the matching hearts 

Last call for the yellow birds 

Last call for the two of us" 

And the people sing 

La la la la, la la la