The Last Dance

Words & Music by James Kennedy

'The Last Dance' is an Acoustic alternative Pop Rock song & is the 10th song on the 2013 James Kennedy album 'The National Health Service'. The words, music & production are by James Kennedy.

'The Last Dance' is an alternative, almost folk inspired acoustic driven song for Guitar & vocals. The song is based around the dark, driving rhythms of the acoustic guitar and its minor chord root note run down and features interesting layering of chord voicings in the chorus. Lyrically, just as on the song 'The Labyrinth' (also on the album), Kennedy experiments throughout with surreal imagery & scenarios including a Jack in the Box, a boat inside a jar, a Wendy House, mechanical pistons, Holographic screens & a mention of 'Wonderland' in the 1st line setting the theme. The song doesn't have a direct meaning as such but Kennedy was mostly interested in creating a unique 'world' for the song from the mere suggestion of the words.

LYRICS

It’s time for the last dance in Wonderland

Before the reflections all capsize

And slip through the landfill of your eyes

Into the desert of your hands

Through the ghost towns of wendy house condominiums

All bird cages for the cowboys and Indians

All traffic, no traffic no more, just sepia stills

And symbolism burned as fire paper

You fell inside and you’re never coming back, never coming back

You willed the tides to make opposites attack

You crashed your ride on the wrong side of the tracks, wrong side of the tracks

With nowhere to hide as the chemicals react

All the treadmills are running you inside a clock

On a paper boat inside a Jar

You see the hand that waters punchbags and boxing rings

Into flowers of holographic screens

You fell inside and you’re never coming back, never coming back

You willed the tides to make opposites attack

You crashed your ride on the wrong side of the tracks, wrong side of the tracks

With nowhere to hide as the chemicals react

And the theatre is set for the witches and the pets

Don’t pick the seems of the packaging

Or see the jack in the box again

Sunk through the landslide of your mind

Into the pistons of your tongue gun

You fell inside and you’re never coming back, never coming back

You willed the tides to make opposites attack

You crashed your ride on the wrong side of the tracks, wrong side of the tracks

With nowhere to hide as the chemicals react