And so another journey has come to an end. Another moment passed that will not,will not come again.Resting in the shade of oaks so it has always been.Its true that i'll miss you but i'll see,i'll see you again.I'll see you again.Embrace,this joy this pain.Don't miss this chance,it will not come again.You mean more than you may ever,know.Don't linger,where the moss slowly grows.There are so many things I wish I could've said.Might not have changed your mind but sometimes,we just need hope alleged.Above the mountain shadows,the sunset slowly dims,the oaks will look down on out heads,forever.And our dreams will be no more.We should not ever let them go.Embrace,this joy this pain.Don't miss this chance,it will not come again.You mean more than you may ever,know.Don't linger,where the moss slowly grows.I remember those summers that stretched on with out end.The future called so loudly that the oaks,the oaks were silent then.Silence forever,conversations in my head.Might not have changed your mind but if we'd spoken,heres what i'd have said.Heres what I would've said!Embrace,this joy this pain.Don't miss this chance,it will not come again.You mean more than you may ever,know.Don't linger,where the moss slowly grows.