Из альбома: The Anatomy of Melancholy
Too soon, you slipped away
Those doors opened once again
My friend I miss you so
But you left something here below
Today, through meadows of our minds
We remember your dear life
Goodbye and through we week
Painless now you sleep
Gathered here
Each to relay
To love, words fail
We all try, in our way
To bid farewell.