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Alright, this just came to me right now. It is something that relates to my life. Last year, my sister had a good friend who took is life. This is made to be him speaking at the funeral. Hope you enjoy. All critiques welcome, and song title suggestions welcome as well.

[Verse 1]
The stale smell of the room
the guests all in mimic attire
black and white, dark colors
to match their emotionless faces

[Verse 2]
They're aligning the walls
and filling the seats
yet I can't tell where they end
and some of which i have yet to meet

[Chorus]
So this is their goodbye (this is their goodbye)
a final farewell, so-long to me
seen through drowned eyes
i'm nothing but a memory
This is their goodbye, this is their goodbye

[Verse 3]
Seated in my final bed
Cherry-oak at its finest
no more tears i will shed
its over now, and no regrets

[Verse 4]
My mother strokes my hair
I'll remember those hands
soft and cold, almost unreal
her last chance to feel
her son in her view

[Chorus]
So this is their goodbye (this is their goodbye)
a final farewell, so-long to me
seen through drowned eyes
i'm nothing but a memory
This is their goodbye, this is their goodbye

[Outro]
This is my goodbye (this is my goobye)
so-long, farewell to me
seen through my eyes
i'll be only a memory
This is my goodbye (this is my goodbye)