Saturday, September 5, 2009

saying goodbye

Every time we say good bye I die a little
Every time we say goodbye I wonder why a little
The Gods above and the earth below
Not on my side any more
Why else would they conspire to let you go
The Hate towel now soaking wet and heavy
Makes the Love towel seem small and dry
Every time that we say goodbye

The treacherous heart says this too shall pass
Look how everything usually does
Says the times will roll and tears will dry
Even we though we are now saying goodbye