Our Final Words Proclaimed
I remember you
and the last line that we've played
I remember your first whisper
and our final words proclaimed
I recall departing moments
and the calling of my name
I recall that night's farewell
All has changed yet still the same
Still too cold to feel the sun
Still too warm to taste the rain
Till the day I turn to dust
Tell me who am I to blame
Was it you or was it me
Was it bitter destiny
Was it unhealed scars and strife
that has brought you in my arms
to embrace both death and life
Tell me who am I to blame
Was it you or was it me
Was it bitter destiny
'Pon that bench that We once sat
Now I write your obituary.
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