E. E. Lawson

Watched him walk away
 Watched him walk away
 Climb the endless shadow side
 Watched him holding on
 Watched him holding on
 Watched him walk away
 It was a thousand years, a thousand miles
 A thousand dreams, a thousand minutes
 With no goodbye, disappear from me
 A thousand miles, a thousand dreams
 A thousand minutes, hold on
 As he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain
 Let the mountain sleep
 In the past with all our bad dreams
 Was it a metaphor for all the subtle
 Ways we would grow apart? Was it mortality?
 Climbing and plunged right off of the edge of his life
 Into the hands of a loving God
 Oh, reaching forward to get torn apart
 With his hands in the air, was he laughing
 And dancing or only just trying to wave goodbye?
 Say a prayer for me, hold on
 As he climbed the highest peak of the dark mountain
 Let the mountain fall
 Struck me down until I can't go on
 Let go, let me fall down onto the ground
 Don't leave, go on alone
 It felt like a thousand years
 It was a thousand miles away
 It was a thousand miles away