Testo To The Woods

You were golden, filled with power
Steps you took they set on fire
You were leaving, losing something
Taking in your downward spiral

I would watch you in the moonlight
Softly stepping towards the midnight
Through the wet grass to the woods Far behind you where I stood

The house of cards we stacked with care is falling
Time, the thief of all that's good, is calling

There you saw me barely breathing
Hear you say I'm finally leaving
You were golden, filled with power
Walking towards your final hour