Rosebud Was the Name of His Sled

I think you planned your escape because you refused to go down in flames
Just slip away in a dream and let the fog envelop you in sleep

You left me thousands of clues. I see one every time that I read the news
Listening to backwards melodies. A sound that echoes through the centuries

Time it slips away. I think about you every day
And you stay the same age as I get old

Was everything in vain or would it all have happened just the same?
A cool kiss to smooth away the fears and soon enough it all will disappear

And at the end of the final reel the camera pulls away and slowly it reveals
It was his sled all along. And now I know you can't be dead and gone

Time it slips away. I think about you every day
And you stay the same age as I get old

Left in disarray as I watch you fade away
Theres nothing I can say, I just feel cold

Time it slips away. I think about you every day
And you stay the same age as I get old



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Robin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link