Gram Parsons Last Thing On My Mind (Tom Paxton) Itīs a lesson too late for the learning Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of any eye my soul is turning in your hand, in your hand Are you going away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind Could have loved you better I didnīt mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind As we walk all my thoughts are tumbling Round and round, round and round Underneath my feet the subway is rumbling underground, underground Are you going away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind Could have loved you better I didnīt mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind Youīve got reasons, reasons aplenty for going This I know, this I know For the weeds have been steadily growing Baby please donīt go, please donīt go Are you going away with no word of farewell Will there be not a trace left behind Could have loved you better I didnīt mean to be unkind You know that was the last thing on my mind You know that was the last thing on my mind Gene Clark & Carla Olson "Silhouetted In Light" Demon Records 1992