To Bid You Farewell — Opeth

I am awaiting the sunrise Gazing modestly through the coldest morning Once it came you lied Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops

I stand motionless In a parade of falling rain You voice I cannot hear As I am falling again

Devotion eludes And in sadness I lumber In my own ashes I am standing without a soul She wept and whispered: I know...

We walked into the night Am I to bid you farewell?

Why can't you see that I try When every tear is shed Is for you?