Pristine pefect skies, are Gazing at the sea,
Tell me what do you see? At this ever scarring scene.
His eyes are like an open window, that you can't reach,
Looking down, your eyes are stormy, sitting on the white sands of the beach.

Watching clouds are passing by, nights aren't helping, Sorry now,
All they're words are drowned out, no need to tell us how you feel, we're all down.
You say you wanna see his smile, but your chocking on your words,
Memories flooding by, We all know why, he's gone, and soon we'll cut the cord.

A trident, gleaming in the night,
Sewn on the shroud, walk into the light.
He's last words, forever ringing in your mind,
There's no one to compare, he's one of a kind.

Screaming his name, crying in the night,
Where's that spark he loved, so bright?
What will you do when there's nothing to hold on too?
Simple, I'll just cry myself in the night, won't you?