The last man at the station was gone
Stepped off the platform, the line was on
No, no, no… and gone on

The last wind had blown, coroner's knife was drawn
Cut the cleavage from his eye, with his brother next slab lies

The last doctor came to the door
He thought not me
He caught the train
The last one's gone

Oh no…

He said it's only, but the some are like that
No more reasons why they died, only where to go
Now you know that you die, when you are to be
If your answer is soon, then you are lying
With his last thought gone, he caught the song
In the river bed he lies, down there

Oh no…