Thought I wouldn’t make it this far, I thought I’d never hear a voice like yours again, Catch myself humming it every now and then, The tune I taught myself to hate, The day I called out, just too late.
Like broken matchsticks out of place, She lay cold and lifeless, While I screamed what seemed like silence, At unrelenting rivers of cold and empty eyes.
Unrelenting rivers of cold and empty eyes, Til mine met yours.
But you are there, How could I forget? This was her last day, Was her last day.
Until my eyes met yours.
A tune broke the silence, I carried with me, A growing crescendo, Soaring ever higher, higher, The rivers and dismissals fade, Into obscurity.
I begged you to take me, To take me instead please, Just let her stay please, Take me instead, Please, I begged you to take me instead.
But you looked right through me, As she faded away.