I’ve Heard “Last Day” Before (Alt 3)

They said “this is it” more times than I can count, Night after night like a closing account. But I’ve watched the sun climb over worse, Turned a funeral hymn to a second verse.

If today was my last day—no, not anymore. I’ve heard “last day” before. I’ve ridden that line, I’ve walked that shore, And the dawn still knocks on my door.

I’ve stood at the edge where the road runs thin, Said goodbye to breath, then breathed again. Every time the reaper tipped his hat, I found one more mile past that.

If today was my last day—no, not anymore. I’ve heard “last day” before. I carry a spark the night can’t hoard, And the dawn still knocks on my door.

(Spoken over last bars, intimate) “I’ve seen the end so many times… it learned my name, but it never learned my song.”

So pour that fear back in the ground, I’ll plant my feet and turn around. If this is it, then let it be— The moment I choose how to breathe.

If today was my last day—no, not anymore. I’ve heard “last day” before. I’ll ride this light like an open door, Till the dawn don’t knock—she roars.

I’ve heard “last day”… before.

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