Goodbye to the Empty Room
A man in his garden
Gathering his things
Leaving behind his old life
He dropped something in the soil
A memory made of tears
His mark left behind germinates
Out of the soil grows a street lamp
It grows with concrete roots
It is powered by electric fireflies
He comes back to visit
But he loses his way
He had just wanted to say
Goodbye to the Empty Room
Gathering his things
Leaving behind his old life
He dropped something in the soil
A memory made of tears
His mark left behind germinates
Out of the soil grows a street lamp
It grows with concrete roots
It is powered by electric fireflies
He comes back to visit
But he loses his way
He had just wanted to say
Goodbye to the Empty Room
Credits
Writer(s): Keegan Wills
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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