Last Things Last - Rachel's

A patch of red-orange iodine

moves into a clotter sky

Don’t give in just yet

Don’t give in

A group in service uniforms

stand outside a wooden door

She’s laughing, it’s over

Time has been strange

oh…

Last things last is not enough

You can’t accept this

Don’t give in just yet

I hope that last things last

past these first charms,

these pale charms

I hope that last things last,

a hook or a flake

to hold on so you don’t break