Из альбома: If You Come to Greet Me
Forget, forget about the end
Forget about what may have been
In your hand the smoking gun
The thin red line across your palm
Forget about the end
This is not the end
I had forgotten
How light reflects on water
In your hand flowers held
The thin red ribbon tied around
Forget about the end
This is not the end
This is not the end
Forget about the end