It feels like time to let it go
It feels like time to break or show
It feels like time to cut your brakes
Shut your mouth, do something, anything
It feels like time to fuck or leave
It feels like I'm choking just to breathe
It feels like time ain't time at all
Just black out, wake up foreign, wander home
I wander home
Take me out, lay me down
Let the dirt fall around me
Baby ain't it good to be back home
The burning future's in the mountains
All lit up, yeah you can count yours
Baby ain't it good to be back home
It feels like just another day
Like one more dead town's last parade
Like we're taking pictures of a tidal wave
On the shore grinning a hundred feet away
It feels like time ain't time at all
Just black out, wake up foreign, wander home
I wander home
Take me out, lay me down
Let the dirt fall all around me
Baby ain't it good to be back home
The burning future's in the mountains
All lit up, yeah you can count yours
Baby ain't it good to be back home
Ain't it good to be back home
Early demo version (as Portrait Of Artist In Jungle)
It feels like time to let it go
It feels like time to break or show
It feels like time to cut your brakes
Shut your mouth, do something, anything
It feels like time to fuck or leave
Baby, it feels like I choke you just to breathe
It feels like time and time at all
Just blacked out, I wake up before I wander home
Last Parade Lyrics performed by Matthew Good are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Last Parade Lyrics performed by Matthew Good is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD