Entwined by the roots being choked by these weeds
Telling me it is time to finally plant new seeds
Though the time was never wasted, I begin to dream
Lost in thoughts of what-if under a sunbeam
A tear crawls to the edge of my eye, ready to fall
I grab the match, knowing I can no longer stall
With a spark it lights, and I fling it into the past\'s tomb
Leaving only ashes, embers, and smoke\'s perfume
It is time to say goodbye for now, until the land is pure
For of this poison, time is the only cure
It\'s been fun, through good and bad
For the past is all we\'ve had
But it is time to say goodbye
For now