Seasons Don't Fear The Reaper, We Can Be Like They Are

Freedom - so seldom achieved
But we managed to build our safeplace,

Our haven where each dog day
Made the pieces fall in place
Where forever seemed like yesterday
And our souls were set ablaze

Sensing our vast fault, we were left appaled
With nothing to boast of but dead memories
Shredding our past trust, we were split apart
With nothing to say but goodbye

These scratchings on our walls will remain
And if anyone would see them, they would know
That we lived the lives of spiders
Cobbling webs to fill the gaps

Say goodbye

You made me happy