Banksia

I'm so sorry I'm not sure if you like Banksias, I never asked you It's all running All worry and rushing So, I hope they gave you a moment A brief, final chance To dance all the dances you had The people who loved you The streets sit so quiet The wind doesn't move The Banksia's full As I'm walking home for you The Banksia's full That bright red and gold for you Maybe it's their time of year or maybe they knew The Banksia's full As I'm walking home for you I knew you as happy A lovable rogue, toothy smile Except for salt and Fisto So, I hope you were happy I hope someone you loved held you close When the fog sat too low And all of the roses Will be too white 'Cause twenty years old Is too soon for goodbye The Banksia's full As I'm walking home for you The Banksia's full That bright red and gold for you Maybe it's their time of year or maybe they knew The Banksia's full As I'm walking home for you It's too early To be closing your story The pages are aching to change But I wish that you knew We're all singing for you From the front to the back They're all singing for you The Banksia's full As I'm walking home for you The Banksia's full That bright red and gold for you Maybe it's their time of year but I think that they knew The Banksia's full As I'm walking home for you I'm so sorry It wasn't your time Find some peace In the quiet Of night