Messenger Story

Before we were so rudely interrupted We thouroughly enjoyed a chance we’ve got We couldn’t foresee our plans will be disrupted I didn’t know our time would be so short Five happy years, then one day a curtain falls So terribly alone, I sit and cry You speak to me again, and the wheel rolls I’m scrolling back to hear your previous reply The messenger archive contains our story I’m praying for the safety of our time They can erase us without saying sorry They can do anything, and we can only die You’ve gone away, it means we’ve had enough Of this old world, of all its joy and pain Let’s die again, the cause of death is love Your voice with me forever will remain.