Romance was not manifest | |
Candor; a lesson learned that | |
Reaching out has always brought me pain | |
Whilst darkened thoughts lead to an early grave | |
You waved goodbye and bought a one way ticket out from | |
My loss | |
All earth's light could never feel my loss | |
I want to thank you for sparing me | |
The years or empty hope strung | |
along for what seemed like a legacy | |
Your face is tightly etched into my mind | |
Like scar-tissued caligraphy | |
[Outro solo: Coull] |