Shrooms

I think it's still better Too late than never Even though we can't listen To it together I don't want you back because you are gone and that is that But I can't help but miss the conversations that we used to have You're mind was beautiful and your heart was pure and golden But I'm not sad coz death's just another part of growing older Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you here me Can you hear me I don't know what kept me From calling more I feel sorry Yeah that's for sure I can't help but wonder if I'll see you when I up and die And I can't think of anything better to say to you than hi Ah there's no point in looking back at all the things you used to have Coz if you do you'll spend your time stuck absent in the past Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you here me Can you hear me