This is going to hurt
No silence give me distractions
Anything to stop my thoughts of this
It's torture; trying to believe
That the last words we ever spoke
Would be the last we would ever know
My friend, I’m sorry again
I took for granted the time that we had

We fought for everything just to understand
I thought there would always be two shadows to cast

He cried to me: I've seen my soul
But it gets hard at times to see
He’s gone but not lost

We spent eternity recounting our lives
Creating ourselves in the image of death
What is wrong with me, should this feel so unfair?
Shouldn't the path be clear?
I thought I would find you sitting with your guitar
But I’m alone

He cried to me: I've seen my soul
But it gets hard at times to see
He’s gone but not lost

Something faded away that night
No star could match it’s light
So many times he said to me
If I die I don't want them to cry
Just know that it’s okay that
I’ve moved on from this life

But I’m not ok with the absence
Left in the pictures of times
We had yet to have
But we don't, no we won't
Forget this life

He cried to me: I've seen my soul
But it gets hard at times to see
He’s gone but not lost
Gone