Fugitive Spirit

This is the last of us you'll ever see. You've executed that initial thrill. With this goodbye, at last you're free of me. Though you might miss the way we used to be, Of recent suffering, you've had your fill; This is the last of us you'll ever see. Resist arrest, no penitentiary Can hold an edgy soul against its will. With this goodbye, at last you're free of me. Be agile and elude captivity. Embrace no fondness that you wouldn’t kill. This is the last of us you'll ever see. You'll live a life now as an escapee Concealing yourself with uncanny skill With this goodbye, at last you're free of me. Accept the fact however you did flee You have emerged a harder person still. This is the last of us you'll ever see. With this goodbye, at last you're free of me.