One Final Tear Songtext
von The Floating Men

I′d trade our tallest days
Or, hell, our widest years
If you'd stoop to grace my grave
With a single final tear
For all we used to be
For all you lost from me

We piled our childish schemes
At Laughing Buddha′s feet
We defiled our wildest dreams
With feats of light and heat
With sweet and clumsy sins
We'll never know again

I'd trade our finest years
If you′d save one final tear for me


They build retirement homes
On our amusement parks
They plow up human bones
In madmen′s salvage yards
Whatever else they find
Nobody seems to mind

They pave our vacant lots
With jewels and precious stones
Our manifestos rot
In madmen's catacombs
Whoever else I′ve loved
Never measured up

I'd trade our finest years
If you′d save one final tear for me

It's not about my age
I′m not a slave to time
This body's not a cage
I'm not afraid to die
But I′d trade a thousand years
If you′d waste one lousy tear

I'd trade our finest years
If you′d save one final tear for all we used to be