All songs / David Alan Graham
Her Last Sunset
The last few hours of somebody's week down here, spent watching the pelicans.
All songs / David Alan Graham
The last few hours of somebody's week down here, spent watching the pelicans.

Suitcase open on the bedroom floor
Phone chargers gathered, sunscreen sealed and stored
Plane leaves at six, she's gotta be at four
But there's still a couple hours before all that
We walked down to where the pelicans go
Sat in the sand where the tide hits soft and slow
Didn't say much, didn't need to anymore
This was always how this was gonna go
A week ain't long enough to lose your mind
But it's too long to call it nothing kind
Her last sunset, gold against the gray
She said "I'll text you" — that's what people say
Some week you don't forget, some you don't keep
I just leaned back and watched the sun retreat
Her last sunset, sky lit up like glass
Knowin' there's a flight that puts this all in past
No big speech, no big reason why
Just her last sunset and a little goodbye
Met her down at Lido on a Tuesday morning
Coffee shop line, she was wearin' a Tennessee hoodie
Asked her where she was from, she laughed and said
"Somewhere with snow" — and that was about it
Six days went fast and a week went faster
Got a few photos, didn't ask for after
Could've been more, could've been nothin' too
What it was was true
Some good things just aren't meant to last
That don't mean they weren't real where they passed
Her last sunset, gold against the gray
She said "I'll text you" — that's what people say
Some week you don't forget, some you don't keep
I just leaned back and watched the sun retreat
Her last sunset, sky lit up like glass
Knowin' there's a flight that puts this all in past
No big speech, no big reason why
Just her last sunset and a little goodbye
I'll probably hear from her come Christmas time
Some "hope you're doing well" out of nowhere line
And I'll smile, and I'll mean it, and I'll let it be
Some people leave more than they take with them, see
Her last sunset, gold against the night
She squeezed my arm, said "thanks for the time"
Walked back up the path, didn't turn around
Some endings don't make a sound
Her last sunset, fading in the haze
Whole damn week wrapped up in one gaze
No big speech, no big reason why
Just her last sunset and a little goodbye
Just her last sunset...
Just a little goodbye
FSuitcase open Con the bedroom floor
EmPhone chargers gathered, Fsunscreen sealed and stored
CPlane leaves at six, she's gotta be at four
EmBut Dmthere's still a Fcouple hours before Call that
GWe Cwalked down to where the pelicans go
EmSat Fin the sand where the tide hits soft Cand slow
Didn't say much, didn't need to anymore
This Emwas always how Cthis was gonna go
GA Fweek ain't long enough to lose your Gmind
DmBut it's too long to Ccall it nothing kind
GHer last Csunset, Emgold against the Amgray
She Csaid "I'll Ftext you" C— that's what people say
DmSome Gweek you don't Cforget, Gsome you don't Amkeep
I Gjust leaned back Fand watched Cthe sun Gretreat
Her last sunset, Csky lit Emup like glass
AmKnowin' Cthere's a flight that puts this all in Gpast
No Cbig speech, no big Amreason why
FJust her last sunset Cand a little goodbye
Met her down at Lido on a Tuesday morning
Coffee shop Emline, she was wearin' Ama Tennessee hoodie
Asked her where she was Ffrom, she laughed and said
"Somewhere with snow" — and that Cwas about it
Six days went fast and a week went faster
Got a few photos, didn't ask Emfor after
Could've Ambeen more, could've been nothin' Ftoo
What it was Gwas true
FSome good things just aren't meant to Glast
That Dmdon't mean they weren't Freal where they passed
GHer Clast sunset, Emgold against Amthe gray
She Csaid "I'll Ftext you" C— that's what people Dmsay
Some Gweek you Cdon't forget, Gsome you don't Amkeep
I Gjust leaned Fback and Dmwatched the sun Gretreat
Her last Csunset, sky Glit up like glass
AmKnowin' Emthere's a Fflight that puts Cthis all in Dmpast
GNo big Cspeech, no Embig reason why
AmJust Fher last Csunset and Ga little goodbye
CI'll Gprobably Amhear from her come GChristmas time
FSome Em"hope you're doing Dmwell" out of nowhere Cline
GAnd I'll Amsmile, and I'll mean Emit, and I'll Clet it be
Some people Fleave Dmmore than they take with them, Gsee
Her last Csunset, Ggold against the Amnight
She Csqueezed my Farm, said C"thanks for the Gtime"
Walked back up Cthe path, Gdidn't turn Amaround
Some Emendings Dmdon't make Ga sound
Her last Csunset, Emfading in the Amhaze
CWhole damn Fweek wrapped Emup in one Ggaze
No big Cspeech, no Embig reason Amwhy
FJust her last sunset and Ga little Amgoodbye
Just Fher last sunset...
GJust Ca little goodbye
This is the unfiltered pitch detection across the whole mix — vocals, bass and drums included — mapped onto a fretboard. It is not a playable arrangement and no one should try to read it as one. It is here only because it is the raw material everything else was built from.
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