Story Behind The Song

This song was written about the love of someone's life who they were never able to win over, and they're finally moving on.

Song Description

It's an optimistic view on missing out on attaining the love of your life. Finally coming to terms with the reality of letting the girl (or guy) you love go, and knowing that better things are on the horizon. It's a simple ukulele lullaby sung sweetly in a calm falsetto, comparable to Jeff Buckley and Elliott Smith.

Lyrics

So now that I'm fading from your picture
Don't you ever pay attention twice
And now that I'm old as ancient scripture
I know nothing in this world would suffice

Don't you ever go away,
You heard me say in the language of a troubador
A lulluby of yesterday would surely delay
Any remanence of an unsettled score

I'll be waiting for you
With my life stuck in a standstill like an old photograph
And I'm going to follow it through
From the top of the story to the last paragraph
And I'm going to see to it that I have the last laugh

So now that your walls are slowly fading
I found freedom from your paradise
And now that my cards are finally folding
I would much prefer the roll of the dice

And don't you ever come my way,
I heard you say from the silence of your slow demeanor
A lulluby of yesterday would surely decay
Any remanence of an unsettled score

I'll be waiting for you
With my life stuck in a standstill like an old photograph
And I'm going to follow it through
From the top of the story to the last paragraph
And I'm going to see to it that I have the last laugh
I'm going to see to it that I have the last laugh