The Last Song I Sing

The dust is settling on the porch tonight;

The tea has gone cold in the cup;

I watched the porch light lose the fire;

Before the moon even showed up;

I kept the screen door unlocked just in case;

The way a fool keeps a promise he made;

Looking for a ghost of a familiar face;

In every corner where the light starts to fade;

It's a long way back to honey;

Is a hard road for a heart to find;

The days are cheap, but the years are money;

That devastation far behind;

It's a long way back to honey;

It's a long way back;

I found a photograph in a cardboard box of a man

I don't know anymore;

Back when we didn't have to pick the locks to get inside a wide open door;

Now the kitchen floor's got a certain moan;

Like it's tired of carrying my weight;

Is there everything to be this much alone?

Trying to make peace with a crooked fate;

It's a long way back to honey;

Is so hard though for a heart to find;

The days are cheap, but the years are money;

Left at the station, far behind;

Is a long way back, dear honey;

Is a long way back;

The radio's hummin' the low-down tunes;

Something about a love gone wrong;

I'm just sittin' here under a paper moon;

Tryin' to remember the rest of the song;

It's a long way back to honey;

It's a hard road for a heart to find;

Days are cheap, but years are money;

Left at the station, far behind;

It's a long way back to honey;

It's a long way back;

Just a long way back;

A long way back to honey;

Slow down the road, going home alone;