Letra de Last Perfect Thing

We could make cathedrals of shipyards
Pay our penance in tattoos
Never is a common place position
Seventeen are the shades in the sky
Of a cold Nebraska blue
She can make the flowers smell like heaven
We watch the box cars as they unload
We were laughing
Who`s the train was
Mornings come undone
[Chorus]
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
The bells ring
Days change
And I await
The last perfect thing
We could steal the keys to the church
Tell Virginia we were bored
She can make the flowers smell like heaven
We saw the fire on the field that night
With a great and moving passion
Evenings come undone
Make it seem like
Make it seem like
Make it seem like
We were really there
[Chorus]
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
The bells ring
The days change
And I await
The last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
The bells ring
The days change
And I await
The last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing
In the last perfect thing