Lyrics Poets of the Fall

Poets of the Fall

Late Goodbye

In our headlights, staring

Bleak, beer cans, deer's eyes

On the asphalt underneath

Our crushed plans and my lies

Lonely street signs

Powerlines, they keep on flashing

Flashing by

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye, such a late good-bye

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late good-bye

Your breath hot upon my cheek

And we crossed that line

You made me strong

When I was feeling weak

And we crossed that one time

Screaming stop signs

Staring wild eyes

Keep on flashing, flashing by

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye, such a late good-bye

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late good-bye

The devil grins from ear to ear

When he sees the hand he's dealt us

Points at your flaming hair

And then we're playing hide and seek

I can't breathe easy here

Less our trail's gone cold behind us

Till' in the john mirror you stare

At yourself grown old and weak

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye, such a late good-bye...