The Last Good-Bye

Two cups... still sitting on the table. A silent house. Just smoke and shadows now... Two empty cups remain on my table... Dawn arrives while I alone receive the sunlight from another day... Another day begins without your face... Is this my new beginning without you? I am suffering in this silent hell Could it be that our story really died? Could it be that I have died in life? And did not know. The emptiness is suffocating distressing... mmmm... Beyond the final goodbye The world keeps spinning with A new rhythm With a new sky for me to fly in Without silence, without sad sounds Except for this bleeding heart that simply will not die Beyond the final goodbye I believe I am finally meant to live Your ghost still lingers inside these hallways A shadow that defeats the minds logic But the echo slowly stops haunting me Leaving me alone with this heartbeat I answer the call of freedom with a tear And toward the future I will walk... Perhaps love only changes it's form... It isn't the end but a beginning... Into another life that we can't see... Even through the calm and the storm... A start to new journey arrives for you to transcend the pain... At last finding my own rules That I learn through life... and realized... I was the one who died. Beyond the final goodbye The world keeps spinning and spinning with A new rhythm, a new sky for someone like me to fly in With silence, with no sad sounds Except for this throbbing heart that simply refuses to give up Beyond the final goodbye I believe I am finally meant to survive... Phantom Rulusion