Leaving isn't quite the same, he said to me
As running away
If you're scared or tired of what you're scared of
Well, why should you stay?
He loved to say goodbye
And always counted out the time
Until he was free
To get up and leave
To learn how to breath
Again
Slipping out to have a cigarette
With someone else that he'd never met
Ask her if by the way would she like to run away
And try to forget?
Or just not to stay
To leave without saying why
To get up and go
To catch the last train
To get in some car
And drive out again
To never come back this way
And have to say....
Goodbye
So long
Farewell
Au revoir
X3