Long before the blooming of the holly trees The feathers of forever in their final breeze Was born a child - a face like mine Dared to run from father time 'Cause time will cut your throat
The last time I was here I had the best of friends The best of times have come to all the best of ends Except for me still hiding here Afraid to face the cold out there You'd better take a coat
Where are the companions that were by your side Assisted you in crime then helped you run and hide Through minutes of hours and days of weeks The years that pass, the doors that creak Your friends, you will not keep
I came back to find you on the highest hill
Judging all your weather from your window sill
Your small ideals - they rearrange The world is changing how will you change With thoughts that cannot sleep
I long to see you swimming in a sea of wine I pray that you are happy as your body's dying I cannot help but feel regret for wasted time Between you and I
But now the greenest grass becomes the bluest tears The oceans of your touch drought for a million years With all that happened before you died I would've killed to say goodbye Come back - let me try
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