You didn't seem like you had a problem leaving
For so long I grieved over the lose...

I'm slipping through
The cracks unnoticed...

Everything I've once known
almost out the window...

"You're too late"
A lady says to you...

We walk in the woods
with the lights off...

The night was almost over
And you had to go...

Lets just lay here
and maybe they will go away...

Too many colors
are circling me...

Darkness consumes you
Your wings once pure white...

Running around
Trying to be okay...

Death could be on its way
And I wouldn't care...

Here they all stand
With no one to hold...