To Bid You Farewell - Opeth

I am awaiting the sunrise

Gazing modestly through the coldest morning

Once it came you lied

Embracing us over autumn’s proud treetops

I stand motionless

In a parade of falling rain

Your voice I cannot hear

As I am falling again

Devotion eludes

And in sadness I lumber

In my own ashes I am standing without a soul

She wept and whispered: «I know…»

We walked into the night

Am I to bid you farewell?

Why can’t you see that I try

When every tear I shed

Is for you?