An unexpected call rings.
Words begin to fall from jaws.
Shadows begin to appear

as the fear steadily starts.
Turns out a loved one has passed away.
Slow and delicately the last leaf has made it's way to the ground.

They were just here and now they're gone
like a breeze of our favorite season.
The hardest parts are knowing you can't let go

and that I can't do anything about it.
These hands make us bitter.
I won't let this break me, and please don't let it break you

'Cause I know if it were you that were gone
you wouldn't want me spending
the rest of my days mourning.

We'll both move on,
but you'll never be forgotten.