Last Clock On the Wall - Joe Purdy

Well a train leaves the station

And there’s blood on the tracks

And I threw my record player

Yeah to london bridge and back

And I saw you on the stage

Singing songs we used to play

And I know he’s grown his hair out

But he still don’t look like me

Yeah but I know that you were listening

Cuz I heard it in your song

Said I may be moving, baby

But I ain’t moving on

And I could sing you a lullaby

That I made up in the dark

But you know what I think

I would rather sing yours

Yeah cuz honey they don’t make 'em

With their voices still shaking anymore

And the whistling of the boxcars

Threw me out into the wind

And it was cold in san francisco

And I was thinking back to when

Yeah when you dropped me down by the water

And you danced on the golden gate

And I was thinking about a love we had

Yes and a love that we used to make

And I saw you up in washington

With your new boy at the gig

Said I may be settling baby

But I’m settling big

And you told me you couldn’t wait on me

Any longer to decide

Well that may be true

But its no excuse for you to lie

This ain’t no room with a view

Its just a fancy place for you to run and hide

And the last clock on the wall

Well she’s starting to fall

Yeah but no one seems to mind it at all

Well i threw my glass out on main street

Started a fire in central park

Yes but the crowd that I was hoping for

They just vanished in the dark

So I walked around the corner

Yeah with the crazies on the street

And I saw a girl who looked just like you

She had no shoes upon her feet

And she told me that she heard from angels

And they told her what to do

I said they may be talking, baby

But they ain’t talking to you

And they told her that she could fly

If she jumped off a building that was high

You know what, that may be the last thing that she said

Still I wish that you wouldn’t listen

To every voice that creeps inside your head

And the last clock on the wall

Well she’s starting to fall

Yeah but no one seems to mind it at all

And the last clock on the wall

Well she’s starting to fall

Yeah but no one seems to care at all