The Way We Fall - Alela Diane

It was back in my home town

Drinking whiskey from the bottle

It was an indian summer

Wild fires were burning

I didn’t know it was the last time

You never know when it’s the last time

I didn’t know it was the last time

I walked miles after midnight

To a filthy attic room

I can still evoke the stale smoke

Of his cigarettes, cigarettes, cigarettes

I didn’t know it was the last time

You never know when it’s the last time

I didn’t know it was the last time

Tim was on the sidewalk

With his empty, ocean eyes

He was smiling like a shadow

And would never age, never age, never age

I didn’t know it was the last time

You never know when it’s the last time

I didn’t know it was the last time

A vision blurred through colored glass

The white washed walls of summer’s passed

The smoldering I do recall

The hopeless fade, the way we fall

The way we fall

The way we fall

The way we fall