Goodbye

Guess this is goodbye

Maybe forever

Facing empty pages but I am lost for words

Empty pages are grounded canvas

Paint my pictures with your colours

With your colours

With your colours

When six feet feel like the furthest distance

I wreck my brain to try and make sense

You left too soon, but you left plenty

You left too soon

Hope dies last they say

So I held my hopes high

Waiting for a portent

Neglecting this goodbye

Let go of every maybe

Let go of all what ifs

Be greatful for what has been

To celebrate what is

I celebrate what is

And while I was sitting next to you

I couldn't say a word of meaning

And while I was sitting next to you

I couldn't say a helping word

But I know

I know

If hope dies last we'll never be free

If hope dies last we'll never be free

If hope dies last we'll never be free

If hope dies last we'll never be free

And hope dies

At last