Last Times Of My Life

[Verse 1]
I walk through the time of life
Boots on an old dirt road
Every mile in the rearview mirror
Feels a little heavier to hold
I look back on the times in my life
Polaroids in a broken frame
Some faces I can’t remember
Some I still call by name
[Chorus]
These are the last times of my life
Gonna love
Gonna laugh
Gonna shine
Can’t get yesterday back again
But I can pour one more glass of time
These are the last times of my life
I’m gonna live ‘em like they’re mine
[Verse 2]
There were nights I burned like a freight train
Days I just lay in the dark
Chased every wrong kind of promise
Let the right ones slip out of my arms
Times that I cannot get back
They’re carved in the skin of my hands
But every scar on these fingers
Still strums out a second chance
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
I look forward to the last times of my life
[low vocal register] Not afraid of that closing line
‘Cause I got a heart full of busted-up stories
And a laugh that still cracks every time
So pull up a chair by this doorway
Let’s talk ‘til the black turns to blue
If these are the last times of my life
I wanna spend ‘em right here with you
[Chorus]

Slow, smoky electric blues ballad in 12/8, male vocals riding a lazy shuffle groove. Clean guitar with a touch of spring reverb, warm organ pads, and a walking bass that leans in on turnarounds. Verses stay intimate and conversational; chorus opens up with held notes and gospel-style backing vocals. Occasional bent-note guitar fills answer the vocal lines, with a small solo after the second chorus., blues