Mourning -

They said this is one for the books

I’ll never understand really what it took

And if I forget in time what this place looks like

Then I’ll just spend my time sitting in a void

Trees lose their color, as I lose my faith

I’ve given up on everything

It’s not that you’re gone, it’s that I’m here

I’m here

And you’ve returned to the earth

It’s not that I’m here, it’s that you’re not

You said this place is a living nightmare

And it hurts to say, I couldn’t help

It hurts to say you couldn’t stay