This is our last supper together
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The last time we share in this intimacy
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We have created a suffering circle that threatens to
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Tighten and destroy you and me
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Yesterday I flicked through the snapshots we
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Kept to remember the tender times
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Each little picture and each little memory should bring back a smile
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But now brings back a tear of regret
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Chorus
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Letting go is so hard
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Letting go is so hard
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So let us love tonight, thinking now of our greatest moments before we
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release from this death in life drink the wine and take my hand
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Is it a crime to live this lie?
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I know that we will never share, share this love again
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But we both must be starting again, each one of
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us too strong in these chains to remain
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This tug of war has weakened our purpose and
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pulled us apart from beginning to end
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LAST SUPPER
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| Howard Jones |
