Old Goodbyes

Early sunday morning

By the sound of the bell

I can tell the day's going to be some kind of nightmare

I walk you to the station

With your suitcase in my hands

All is well just as long as the lights are on

And no one asks you

It's like you said

Sometimes you pretend

And sometimes you just forget

As pages are turned over

But some lines remain in your mind

Through the test of time

To carve their way into your old goodbyes

And maybe I am guilty for the things you've left undone

I don't know

Maybe I am the scratch on your knee not healing

When your mother gave you away

You just couldn't say a word

Welcome home

Now the world looks new to you

But it turns faster

Way much faster

Like you said

Sometimes you pretend

And sometimes you just forget

As pages are turned over

But some lines remain in your mind

Through the test of time

To carve their way into your old goodbyes

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala

Like you said

Sometimes you pretend

And sometimes you just forget