(Verse 1)
Walking in the door, not a soul in sight.
Took a seat at the bar, telling the bar keeper what a night.
He asked, what can I get you? I said give me a flight.
Hands me the drink, take a sip, as I look in the light.
I see a man alone in the corner sitting on a chair.
Suspenders on, dirty hat, and a big gray beard.
Ask the bar tender, when did he get here?
He replied, who, what, when, where.
(Bridge 1)
Are my eyes playing tricks on me?
I know what I saw, I know what I see.
(Chorus)
Not getting younger, not even at all.
The day is coming when life comes to a fall.
Looking back at those days, man it was a ball.
Knowing one day it’s going to be the last call.
(Verse 2)
The nights getting long.
And the neon staying on.
Telling myself that I should get along.
Heyyyy hey, now that man is gone.
Is it my future old self? Just sitting at the bar.
No Ken, no friends, just staring at the star.
Looking at an empty glass, then get a tap on the arm.
Whisper in the ear saying, don’t be alarmed.
(Bridge 2)
Maybe I should listen, maybe I can hear.
Give me words of wisdom, make them clear.
(Chorus)
Not getting younger, not even at all.
The day is coming when life comes to a fall.
Looking back at those days, man it was a ball.
Knowing one day it’s going to be the last call.
(Last Verse)
Time to order my last drink, as my mind starts to race.
Looking at the mirror in the bar, don’t recognize my face.
Looks a little different, time to leave just in case.
Eyes looking red, like sprayed with mace.
Reflect on the now, leaving the hell.
What if my past was telling a tale.
Seeing what is real like a post from the mail.
Living in the now, no time to fail.
(Last Bridge)
One drink, one story, one to tell them all.
Never want to hear those two words, last call.
(Last Chorus)
Not getting younger, not even at all.
The day is coming when life comes to a fall.
Looking back at those days, man it was a ball.
Knowing one day it’s going to be the last call.
MrLoki
