This small town is all we have ever known.
Now we must set sail it’s no longer our home.
Like an old folk song hopeful but wanting rest.
Packed your bags withdrew all you had.
We sat silent still, ignoring the pain in our chest.
Smiling through the cold neither of us were sad.
Being a final farewell to my friend never crossed my mind.
If this I knew together the two would leave this town behind.