I've still got lots of things to say
But it looks like we're running out of time
So I'll compile it down the best I can
I think I'll start with this
I'm incapable of change
You are in a constant state of flux
Turning into someone most of us would consider new
And while I'll always be the same
You will learn to grow yourself new eyes
Ones that do not recognize who I used to be to you
That's okay
You're busy looking for new life
You're like a satellite
A beacon of hope in the night
But something isn't right
Feels like the system is working against you
Someday all this rusted metal
It'll come for you and get you

And you'll fall
Through the sky
Only getting faster and hotter
I will be the parachute
To guide you safely to the water
And it may not be the you I'm used to
Some things remain the same
Like your hair, your touch, your smile, your voice, your eyes
The way you say goodbye
So this is goodbye
This is goodbye

So this is goodbye
This is goodbye
This is goodbye

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