Jane Woodman

Last Breath

Jane Woodman


She whispered softly
I’m saving my last breath for you
Meet me on the corner downtown
In case of emergency break the glass

Porcelain that melts your fingertips
All eyes on the one for your heart rips

Washed up on the shore
Amongst the algae and debris
Crustaceans crawling out from underneath
The shredded white dress she wore
On her last day

Porcelain that melts your fingertips
All eyes on the one for your heart rips

Porcelain that melts your fingertips
All eyes on the one for your heart rips
I’m saving my last breath for you my love
Sometimes I think it won’t come soon enough

There could be a lifeline for everyone
Lifeline, throw me one