Last Call

by Knight of Swords

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A rope necktie waits for me
A game of chess soon to end
and I've been standing here for hours
Waiting for the bus to take me away
Across the water, through the trees
To a Western isle filled with cypress
And my skin feels cold as the ice
And a green star falls
And the river flows dark
And the grass is bitter and black
Like Hanford to the east
Can't keep moving, not a lot to lose

And as I survey the colossal wreck
The noose will tighten around my neck
And across the salmon's road
The ferryman will come for me

And I can't say that I will not rue
But I must pay him what he's due
Or else be hollowed and stuffed
Lingering as in life,
like wind in the black grass
Dried to handfuls of dust
on the beach of this river
Look, those pearls were his eyes!

And I wait for the ferryman
Hurry up please it's time
And I wait for the bus to take me away
Last call, last call, last call, last call...
And I wait for the ferryman
Hurry up please it's time
And I wait for the bus to take me away
Last call, last call, last call, last call...

And as I survey the colossal wreck
The noose will tighten around my neck
And across the salmon's road
The ferryman will come for me

And I wait for the ferryman
Hurry up please it's time
And I wait for the bus to take me away
Last call, last call, last call, last call...

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released January 31, 2015

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Knight of Swords Seattle, Washington

A decadent-rock band from Seattle. A semi-closeted trans woman and her faithful drum machine

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