Bring me my slippers and bring me my pipe
I'm off to retirement, had enough of the hype
Turn on the television and pour

I cannot say,
It won't come out,
I wish it were far away,
But the time has come,
For us to part,
And I'll just sob and

The time is here to leave this place, never to return.

Everyone, they make mistakes, and this is how they learn.

The struggles

Petals wade through air
Something more permanent remains:
Leaves
But everlasting are the roots
That we grew here
Together.
Don’t

It wasn't working for you but I was content

It wasn't good enough, so away I went

You lied about us and the way I made you