Texty: High Court. Puppet Strings. Heaven On The Horizon.

And so it begins, another chapter unfolds,
You made me an author, when the saga went cold.
Its 4 in the morning, I'm lying on the floor and I wish, I could sleep.

I feel like a tomb, for memories of you.
Explore all you want to, but I'm cursed through and through.
You screwed me up nicely, and I hope you hate me the way I hate you.

Say your prayers, I'm saying goodbye, saying goodbye to you.
I won't be gone forever.
Dry your tears, there's no need to cry.
And I know you'll fly away, and meet me where the ocean meets the sky.

You're moving away now, so here's my goodbye.
Have fun in Seattle, or wherever you fly.
When you realize you've thrown it away and the past stays the same,
you can never go back and you left it this way.
It's too late for you and I.

Say your prayers, I'm saying goodbye, saying goodbye to you.
I won't be gone forever.
Dry your tears, there's no need to cry.
And I know you'll fly away, and meet me where the ocean meets the sky.

You'd rather be there than here, you're good as gone, yeah, you made this picture clear.
Who would've thought you'd disappear?

Say your prayers, I'm saying goodbye, saying goodbye.
Say your prayers, I'm saying goodbye, saying goodbye to you.
I won't be gone forever.
Dry your tears, there's no need to cry.
And I know you'll fly away, and meet me where the ocean meets the sky.