Gareth Jones Songs

The Last One

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Picture a day in the mist of the mountains
We drove away steadily over the moors
To rest with the anglers drinking another
To watch where the playful men keep hidden laws

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Of words that I’ve seen in the dark of the morning
You came away with me to lie with me here
And you know of the one who is keeping me from you
You listen with ears that I think cannot hear
You listen with ears that I think cannot hear

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And Jane came - lying beside me, she cried
Turning away from my eyes
Desperately trying to smile; desperately trying to smile
And Jane came - holding me gently tight
Staying the rest of the night
Knowing the last one is right; knowing the last one is right

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Smiling in ways of a dark endless pleasure
I’m looking aside at the heights of rebuke
To reason with others who still are so new to me
Knowing that if they mean so much to you

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The fires are burning, the clarion calling
The bells have not told of an equal respite
As lovers reach out for the sky that is falling
The reason of ages cuts clean as a knife
The reason of ages cuts clean as a knife

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And Jane came - lying beside me, she cried
Turning away from my eyes
Desperately trying to smile; desperately trying to smile
And Jane came - holding me gently tight
Staying the rest of the night
Knowing the last one is right; knowing the last one is right

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​And you are the last one in a terminal line
I’ll wait for the ending of a far distant time
The darker the secret the more is defiled
The more I am hopeful the more is defined

The more is defined

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And Jane came - lying beside me, she cried
Turning away from my eyes
Desperately trying to smile; desperately trying to smile
And Jane came - holding me gently tight
Staying the rest of the night
Knowing the last one is right; knowing the last one is right

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