Grand Gesture
Mushroomhead
I have always been here before
Things left unsaid
Isolation of the purest form
Means to an end
Just a tired old metaphor
Written time and again
What I wouldn't give to have it all back
Life vanished in the blink of an eye
Don't tie yourself to me
It's not all there's to be
And I thank you for all the love you've shown
But now it's time I traveled on alone
We'll meet again
I pray you'll take care of the where and the when
We'll dream again
Our eyes drowned in laughter, caution to the wind
The void to fill
The wind left the branches, the leaves standing still
So sleep till then
The time may have passed us, though love never will
As we face these final moments
Adorned with those who mattered most
Visions of those passed
To guide us toward the great unknown
There was never a doubt that your greatest dreams would take flight
You taught me how to live
Who'll teach me how to see you die?
