Paroles

We said our goodbyes
like it was the last thing
we would ever do on this earth,
as morning came swimming in
(the sun meandering through a calm sea of blue)
Too often when things end,
we have no idea that it will be for the last time-
the last thing you say to a loved one before they die,
the last time you meet as friends,
the last time you ever set foot here again
They haunt you
But this time I knew
We put all our things into a little room,
they gathered dust until I was ready again
My words still ghosts without bodies
Written by: Keith Latinen
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