Rove

depopulationINC

Open eyes
Seems so now
Good a time as any
Seems to be
The time to start to roam
To pick up pace
To spread my wings and fly

And now I don’t say goodbye
I really don’t want to leave
Can not see your face
Can’t afford to see you eye to eye

I’ll walk along
I’ll carry on
I’ll walk away
Yeah even if you don’t know it’s true
A little bit of me will stay
A little bit of me will bid itself adieu

Walking away
Oh this painful death
Slow and steady
Staying would be a quick demise

Oh with such unyielding doom
Which way to go
Hold on back
Oh walk away
Either way
Dead man walking
Dying a little more each time
I fade away inside

My killing blow
Silver bullet
Staked right through the heart
And bitter coils
I bid it all farewell
And take my final gaze
Stay or go
Oh just where to curl and lay
Both farewell
I speak my final words

Goodbye