Another year gone by Another candle on the cake A distant friend remembered A minute for memory's sake
Time or distance haven't healed The pain I've managed to yield Since your departure hurt is all I feel I guess death is never an easy deal.
Another year gone by Another card in the post A distant feeling lingers A minute for an absent host
Time or distance will not seal This wound inside is far too real Since you departed hurt was all I felt I guess death was your hand to be dealt.
Time to make a toast; To You we'll miss the most We simply cannot fake The pain left in your wake, The truth that our hearts ache And the fear that they may break A message for your ghost; Think of us on Heaven's coast.
Time or distance haven't healed The pain we've managed to yield Since your departure, Fate's not βsposta steal What kind of fortune is death upon a wheel?