Treasure Island

Sammy Edrisi

(10/May/1994 / Netherlands)

Farewell


Here is the time when flowers lose petal
And others have to bloom
Here comes the time when the grass must be cut
And the mist lifts soon

Here I stand before you,
A person I barely know
Though crying I do for people I love
Here is my affection I couldn’t help but show

Farewell faraway friend
Farewell to you I only but met
Goodbye to the times we never spoke
Our hearts cry before the day is set

My goodbye is never farewell
And who am I to feel this sad
We never spoke, same interests we never felt
I’m sad for the friend I never had

Goodbye old place, goodbye my friend
A place I saw from a distance so far
Seeing you leave makes little difference
Though deep inside my heart is scarred

Here I stand before you
A person I barely know
This time I cry for a person I wish to ever love
Holding my affection another time I must show

Here is the time when roads slowly part
And others come together
Here comes the time when birds fly away
Leaving last thought in a falling feather

 Farewell my friend
Farewell for now
Farewell my closest friend I never knew
Goodbye my friend
A sadness I feel, yet disavow
Goodbye my closest friend
Farewell right here,
Farewell for now

Submitted: Monday, August 09, 2010
Edited: Thursday, August 12, 2010

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