It’s difficult to say goodbye after only one life,
And rain will fall down, replenishing all of our broken dreams,
And this burning tree that’s withering will bloom again,
Would you believe?
Goodbye, goodbye,
Walk away, it’s time to say goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Walk away, it’s hard to say goodbye.
Now all that’s left: pictures on the wall, memories and stories that are told,
The more often told the bigger they get,
Create a legacy, lest we forget.
Goodbye, goodbye,
Walk away, it’s time to say goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Walk away, it’s time to say.
No longer can I hold on to this defeated change in heart,
I swear it’s time to sing fare thee well to life as we know it,
My voice it will be…you know I will be…yes, it will be still.
Something woke me up in the midst of dream and fantasy,
Half way there, but he always fills my cup,
And he lifts me up; oh, how he lifts me up.
Goodbye, goodbye,
Walk away, it’s time to say goodbye,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Walk away, it’s time to say goodbye.
I never took the time to stop and realise that death takes many forms, even while alive.
