To all the friends who we have kept and lost ,
to all the ones we loved the most ,
to every heart that’s ever bled ,
to every tear soaked. sodden  bed ..

Because For every rainbow there is always a little rain ,
and every flower that’s been pulled up,
their weeds will remain.


For it is those that we will never see again ,
we will never forget their names
For every seat that has not been sat ,
we leave a flower to remember that .

And to those silent nights that remain forever still ,
a train pulls out ,
that never pulled in .
we sleep alone ,
in these dark passages of time ,
with dreams we can’t fix
that play around in our minds .

And as for those we might never see again
We just hope we can borrow some time ,
to be alone with them again

For now and again that bird has to fly ,
far away into that sun set sky .