When they call out for one last song
The moment we've dreading all night long
We don't speak, for there's nothing left to say
And the band begins to play
Bittersweet, that we have this final chance
To delay the end of our romance
Now you sweep me gently through the fray
And the band begins to play
Dada....
Here's your heat, and your hand upon my hip
Your arm in every turn in every dip
I commit these to my memory as we sway
And the band begins to play
Dada...
So for now, let us bury all our sins
And the pieces of what we might have been
Lord have mercy, let tomorrow fade away
And the band begins to play
And the band begins to play
And the band begins to play
credits
from The Aspen Jordan EP,
released August 30, 2012
Written by Aspen Jordan
Arranged by Tod Rainey
Guitar: Chad Quist
Bass: Clipper Anderson
Drums: Tarik Abouzied
Piano and Accordion: Murl Allen Saunders
Percussion: Scott Ross
Recorded by Scott Ross
May 2012 at Elliott Bay Recording Studios
Seattle, WA
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