Clint

They're marching down the street

With heavy boots upon their feet

I saw you in a doorway

You turned and walked away from me

I thought it was surprising

For friends to say goodbye that way

You looked at me in silence

And then you turned and walked away

And if we meet again someday

I know that you won't be the same

When understanding is betrayed

Just walk away, just walk away

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye