Take my hand and tell me that you love me one more time
Remembering the past we leave behind
Steal a breath and whisper your goodbye

When my heart won't beat hold me as I'm falling fast awake
Find a wooden box where I can lay
Briefly cry but then just walk away

It won't be the same
This moment beyond will set us apart
We change who we are to who we should be
I don't know what this is, but it's not the end - it's only the start
Just open your eyes, see how this compares to the day I was born
Not in loving memory
This could be the life of me now

In Loving Memory

Manic Bloom