Wither

Say it like you mean it even if you don’t
Tell me everything I want to hear
Tell me everything will be the same, that I won’t be alone
Say it will be fine
I can’t take another let down
Give me something solid I can feel beneath my feet
Give me something I can stand on before you go
Know this son, the hard truth of life
Is that everyone leaves and everything dies
There is no exception to the passing of time
Every last leaf will fall and light will fade from your eyes
You never told me that anything was easy
Sometime I wish you had. It might have been nice
To feel safe inside, but I guess everything is
Different looking back
Know this son, the hard truth of life
Is that everyone leaves and everything dies
There is no exception to the passing of time
Every last leaf will fall and light will fade from your eyes
Fall away