XAVO — If This Is Our Last Night | "Stay till the first bus cuts the day"

If This Is Our Last Night — XAVO A song about the final hours before goodbye. A jacket on the kitchen chair, a curled train ticket, the last orange split with a butter knife, and the quiet that says everything. It’s for anyone who has ever held on to a night they knew was ending and wanted to keep it honest. Lyrics: [Verse 1] You left your jacket on the kitchen chair Your train ticket curled beside the sink We split the last orange with a butter knife And let the quiet say what we couldn’t think You said, “Remember that motel in July?” The ice machine kept us up till dawn I laughed too hard, then looked away Like if I held your eyes, you’d be gone [Pre-Chorus] So don’t make promises for morning Don’t tell me this is what we planned Just stay until the kettle cools And keep your fingers in my hand [Chorus] If this is our last night, let it be ours No careful words, no counting hours We’ll take the long way, miss the last train Say every honest thing we couldn’t say If this is our last night, don’t turn away Stay till the first bus cuts the day [Verse 2] We climbed the stairs above the corner store You wore my shirt with one sleeve inside out The neighbors’ television murmured through the wall We made a little kingdom of the sound You drew a crooked heart on my wrist Then rubbed it off before it dried I asked if you were scared of leaving You said, “I’m scared we never tried” [Pre-Chorus] So don’t make promises for morning Don’t tell me we can start again Just let the open window breathe And let me know you as you’ve been [Chorus] If this is our last night, let it be ours No careful words, no counting hours We’ll take the long way, miss the last train Say every honest thing we couldn’t say If this is our last night, don’t turn away Stay till the first bus cuts the day [Bridge] Maybe we were brave in all the wrong directions Maybe leaving is the kindest thing we know But I won’t call this wasted, I won’t make it smaller You were here, and I was here, and that was real [Final Chorus] If this is our last night, let it be ours No careful words, no counting hours We’ll take the long way, miss the last train Say every honest thing we couldn’t say If this is our last night, don’t turn away Stay till the first bus cuts the day If this is our last night, I’ll keep the truth: I was more myself when I was next to you If this is our last night, let it be ours Stay till the first bus cuts the day [Outro] Your jacket waits on the kitchen chair The morning comes; I leave it there #XAVO #IfThisIsOurLastNight #LyricVideo #NewMusic #IndieFolk #Emotional #LastNight #LettingGo