Famous Last Words

Lowgold

She likes rainy days
They bring the colours out
On the steeple sides
To the west of town

Locked you in a room
And showed you god
But on the other side
Doctor fires a spark of faith

Carry on carry on
Your last breath into the glow
And I repeat the famous last words

Now she's found herself electricity
A sight for jaded eyes on the ECG

An impulse like a kiss
Or a flame that burns alone