you're gone and the world seems to slow
the plants and the creatures bow their heads low
they can see and they all can feel
that a place is empty, you are missing, they know

it's not altogether ideal
that the world has stopped, it's quite unreal
but it knows exactly what's wrong
the very earth, the dirt, the air, can feel

the little birds miss your gentle song
and sadly now they move along
because their chirpings nevermore
will feel quite like they belong

the world stops for one moment or four
the sun shines brighter, and furthermore
the waves hug the sand as they wash ashore
a farewell to you not here anymore