Last of the Better Days Ahead Songtext
von Charlie Parr

Money can′t buy back
That '64 Falcon
That you sold in your 20′s
Then regretted it was gone
'Cause you though it contained some meaning
Or some answers to a life
That you'd never bothered to question
Or even take a good, close look at

And it broke your heart to see
How it had been so important
From the feeling of the steering wheel
To the rubber on the road
And now it′s grown to unrealistic proportions
In your mind


Now you′re in your 50's
Why can′t you forget
How the chrome bumpers shined in the sun
If you could just go back, even for a minute
You could forget how you don't even know
What it was you′ve lost

Why you always feel so empty
In spite of all you have
Were those feelings you remember even real?
Were they honestly about
Some junky old Falcon
Or any other thing
That you could own

Now it's all so stale
And you feel so very old
Like you′ve taken all your chances
And tossed them all aside
For some stupid piece of metal
Like shiny bits of trash
That line the stolen nest of a greedy neighborhood crow


So you drive back to your hometown
To visit with your past
But nothing looks the same anymore
Except you can see all that you squandered
While you were shining all that chrome
You were handed all you needed without cost
But you were too blind to see it
And you took it all for granted
And now you wanna complain
Tell me just what it was that you lost

Well, now you start to panic
And your gas is running low
And you need to find some meaning
'fore you're stranded on the road
And the engine finally dies
Near a soybean field at dusk
You just sit and watch the sunset
Turn the entire sky to rust
Turn the entire sky to rust
Turn the entire sky to rust