Time To Go

Once brushstrokes whispered tales of laughter bright
Picnic days perfect sunsets and moonlit nights
We were two peas in a pod, painted hand in hand
But gardens shift, roots grow in different sands

I used to paint this life in vibrant colors
But the present only speaks in hues so dull
The blue of fear, it's smothering my dreams
In my heart, I know that it's time to go

He sits across, a screen his shield, chasm disguised
Silence louder than words, question in my eyes
When did the laughter fade? the conversations die?
I think I've realized I've no more tears to cry

I used to paint this life in vibrant colors
But the present only speaks in hues so dull
The blue of fear, it's smothering my dreams
In my heart, I know that it's time to go

Then within my palette, green whispers start to weave
"Time to sketch new paths," on spark of hope I breathe
No more muted tones, in stark contrast, I'll define
Canvas of rebirth, where colors fresh align

I used to paint this life in vibrant colors
But the present only speaks in hues so dull
The blue of fear, it's smothering my dreams
In my heart, I know that it's time to go

Too long have I stayed, a stagnant pool of blue
But the brushstrokes of the future call out to me anew
With trembling hands, I gather paints and dreams
I leave behind whispers of what might have bean
May your colors find their light, though paths divide
No blame, just chapters turning, like the tide

In my heart I know that this time it's time
In my heart I know that it's time to go
In my heart I know that it's time to go