Texty: Tiger Army. Where The Moss Slowly Grows.

And so another journey has come to an end
Another moment passed that will not, will not, come again
Resting in the shade of oak, so it has always been
And its true that I'll miss you but I'll see, I'll see you again
I'll see you again

Embrace this joy, this pain
Don't miss this chance, it will not come again
You mean more than you may ever know
Don't linger where the moss slowly grows

There are so many things I wish I could've said
It might not have changed your mind but sometimes we just need hope alleged
Above the mountain shadow, the sunset dimly glows
The oaks will look down on our heads forever and our dreams will be no more
We should not ever let them go!

Embrace this joy, this pain

Don't miss this chance, it will not come again
You mean more than you may ever know
Don't linger where the moss slowly grows

I remember those summers stretched on without end
Future comes so loudly and the oaks, the oaks were silent then
Silence forever, conversations in my head
Might not have changed your mind but if we'd spoken,
Here's what I'd have said,
Here's what I would've said:
Embrace this joy,this pain
Don't miss this chance it will not come again
You mean more than you may ever know
Don't linger-where the moss slowly grows