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Last One Here

from Quiet Industry by The Henrys

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Last One Here

Summer heat stalled
On our town each night
So we'd head for the hills
Out of mind, out of sight

I couldn't see the map
When the dome light died
So we just drove til we got tired
And slept by the roadside

A life so small
So local, so slow
One light on a dark road
Inside all we tried to know

But we didn't know
What we didn't know
That we had decades of travel to go
Decades of travel to go

A call from a payphone
A letter in the mail
Small moments were all we'd get
The big ones wouldn't happen yet

Time was an open road
A minute was a year
Until the day I turned around
And was the last one here

I was the last one here

Now looking back
I see it much better
It was a puzzle where each piece
Fit so well together

The little things
Were everything
The carpark
The dare

How we slept
In the backseat
Where I laid my head
In your hair
I laid my head in your hair

We were late
It was dark
We put miles on a car
That never wanted to start

Couldn't see the map
When the dome light died
So we just drove til we got tired
And slept in a pool of moonlight

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from Quiet Industry, released June 11, 2015

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The Henrys Toronto, Ontario

Toronto Star:

"Old instruments, new sounds’ is the way Rooke describes what The Henrys do - they extract from a resonator guitar and other plucked acoustic instruments the harmonics, overtones and oblique noises behind the rustic notes to create landscapes that are aston­ishingly romantic, frightening, sexual, spiritual - and quite beautiful. Brave new music." ... more

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