Banksia

I'm so sorry
 I'm not sure if you like
 Banksias, I never asked you
 It's all running
 All worry and rushing
 So, I hope they gave you a moment
 A brief, final chance
 To dance all the dances you had
 The people who loved you
 The streets sit so quiet
 The wind doesn't move
 The Banksia's full
 As I'm walking home for you
 The Banksia's full
 That bright red and gold for you
 Maybe it's their time of year or maybe they knew
 The Banksia's full
 As I'm walking home for you
 I knew you as happy
 A lovable rogue, toothy smile
 Except for salt and Fisto
 So, I hope you were happy
 I hope someone you loved held you close
 When the fog sat too low
 And all of the roses
 Will be too white
 
 'Cause twenty years old
 Is too soon for goodbye
 The Banksia's full
 As I'm walking home for you
 The Banksia's full
 That bright red and gold for you
 Maybe it's their time of year or maybe they knew
 The Banksia's full
 As I'm walking home for you
 It's too early
 To be closing your story
 The pages are aching to change
 But I wish that you knew
 We're all singing for you
 From the front to the back
 They're all singing for you
 The Banksia's full
 As I'm walking home for you
 The Banksia's full
 That bright red and gold for you
 Maybe it's their time of year but I think that they knew
 The Banksia's full
 As I'm walking home for you
 I'm so sorry
 It wasn't your time
 Find some peace
 In the quiet
 Of night