Last Call

By Doomtree

On Doomtree

Released on July 29, 2008

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[Dessa & Cecil Otter]

Just another story of the sea, see?

Trying hard to drown on dry land

That way, they say, is easy

But when day breaks, awake on the sand


[Hook: Dessa]

Like a fish out of water that's

Pumping music through her gills

Like a fish out of water


[Dessa]

There's blood in the water, money on the table

The pool sharks take the bait

Hook, line, sinks her eight ball on the break


[Cecil Otter]

She's got that porcelain drunk doll face

And a taste for the girls

Just won a cup of confidence, kept confidential

So remember to keep on coming

Up and up she's rushing orders

In order to crush the torture that weighs her down

She's cut off and off she goes to cut the corner

Voice is taken down

Loud with lust and trust issues

But she's bound to bust into a crush with you

Must have been through a thousand loves

That love to move, they love to move alone

She loved the story when it started

But the ocean was the author


[Dessa & Cecil]

And the end came as a cold shock

To a pocket full of rocks, to a mouth full of water


[Dessa]

Pumping music through her gills

She fell asleep with a pen in her hair

Woke with ink in the sheets

Fell asleep with a name in her mouth

Woke with an ache in her teeth

Both soles of her feet still wet

Third time this week she's been to drown in drink

(Drowning in)

She was baptized in bourbon

She capsized for certain

Took a pull off the bottle

Wrote a note in her careful cursive

And let go

Of a love letter written in ash and broken English


[Cecil]

"It’s better to let a message alone"


[Dessa]

They say everything floats but it don't

Bottle broke and we sink like stones


[Cecil]

Angel falling starboard into the drink

Last call comes quicker than she thinks


[Dessa]

The water weighted her wings

Feathers like anchors and she...

Let go, of a ghost and a bird

They float so close to the surface

She knows


[Cecil]

Better than betting that heaven is sending a lifeboat now


[Dessa]

There's no use charting courses

The current forces where the small ships go

And it's always the same fortune

Pulling petals off the compass rose


[Cecil]

She was cut off off the cuff

Came down down enough

Couldn't amount to much

Wasn't allowed to love


[Dessa & Cecil]

The water weighted her wings

Fathoms pass by in a blink


[Hook]


[Dessa & Cecil]

Don't touch or you'll ruin the reef

Catch just what you're willing to keep


[Hook]


[Dessa & Cecil]

Don't touch or you'll ruin the reef

Catch just what you're willing to keep


[Hook]