How’s the time so silently,
Slipped away from your own grasp?
Your tired, weathered hands,
Clutch at what you cannot face.
Nothing dark to fear my friend,
As scarlet turned to sunken cold.
We were with you all the way,
As you were with me, always.
Bring me hope and bring me poise,
Mind the way you carry on.
Legacies will always burn,
Brighter than you’ve ever known.
There’s really been no way to know,
When it’s been our time to go.
As moments flash before my eyes,
Crystal clear and sharp as knives.
When everything is said and it is done,
We will be the setting sun.
You’ll never have to be alone,
Free at last, we’re coming home.
We’re coming home.