E. E. Lawson

Watched him walk away Watched him walk away Climb the endless shadow side Watched him holding on Watched him holding on Watched him walk away It was a thousand years, a thousand miles A thousand dreams, a thousand minutes With no goodbye, disappear from me A thousand miles, a thousand dreams A thousand minutes, hold on As he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain Let the mountain sleep In the past with all our bad dreams Was it a metaphor for all the subtle Ways we would grow apart? Was it mortality? Climbing and plunged right off of the edge of his life Into the hands of a loving God Oh, reaching forward to get torn apart With his hands in the air, was he laughing And dancing or only just trying to wave goodbye? Say a prayer for me, hold on As he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain Let the mountain fall Struck me down until I can't go on Let go, let me fall down onto the ground Don't leave, go on alone It felt like a thousand years It was a thousand miles away It was a thousand miles away