Shadows of Undone - El Caco

Dying is the last line on the drawing

Did you fill in all the holes

Are there shadows of undone

And colors of rage and no fun

How has the brush touched the canvas

How smooth has the years melted together

The frame may be worn and rusted

Still might tell if you got beaten or hugged

The first line that is drawn is birth

Shown or hidden behind layers

It will surely shine through

And show the real you

The last line is death

Sharpen the pencil and dip the brush

When the ink is dry

You’ve earned your last breath

Is this the last line

That you’re drawing to me

Is this the last time

That you’re talking to me

Is this the last line

That you’re drawing to me

Is this the last time

That you’re talking to me

Can you tell how you came to that conclusion

Speechless, non-the less impressed

Can you tell how you came to that conclusion

Speechless, non-the less impressed

Is this the last line

That you’re drawing to me

Is this the last time

That you’re talking to me

Is this the last line

That you’re drawing to me

Is this the last time

That you’re talking to me

Is this the last line

That you’re drawing to me

Is this the last time

That you’re talking to me

Is this the last line

That you’re drawing to me

Is this the last time

That you’re talking to me