How is it possible that
Just a few months ago
We'd been talking about this coming day
And all the crazy things we were going to do?

How is it possible that
Just a few months ago
You were all still here and
We could go on for hours and hours?

How is it possible that
Just a few months ago
I didn't feel this lonely?

In the library,
Or in the forest,
Or in the mountains,
Or by the lake,
Or even just crossing over the pit to visit the minors.

We could've been running,
Or just leaning by the piano in the music room,
Or sitting on a stone listening to you go
On and on and on about psychopathy and your
Amusing experiments.

We would've been worrying about this day
Together
Figuring out how everything would go,
And you'd be screaming at Frank and
Lucas would be repeating his speech three times in a row.
Mike would be sitting at the side wondering what was going on,
Hoobler would be sleeping, snoring and drooling,
Mal would be screaming his head off,
The Twins would be silently listening but never giving their comments as always.
And you would be going on forever.

But you aren't.