When the curtains call for a closing

The spotlights lay to rest 

Will I remember?

Would you remind me  

When I take my final breath?

May I dream of sacred skies that lead to you

The stage is empty

The show goes on still

I can't seem to play my part

The departure lies underneath 

Echoes etched in memories

May I one day walk again beside you

But here I'll stay

Waiting for spring

For thistles and thorns

To mourn what they bring

If I could turn back time I would

I'd keep you closer

Hold you higher

Maybe someday I will find my peace

By piece