The departure feels slow
But it's faster than you know
As all the things you hold close float by.

I remembered the caking of the trees.
The branches covered in snow, their pressure weighing down the leaves.
And I watched in amazement as I passed underway
I muttered "this memory, too, it shall stay."

I remembered that night on the beach.
It was more like the morning, I didn't get any sleep
And the sun it rose gallantly and cast out the gray
I muttered "this memory, too, it shall stay."

I remembered watching that movie the first time.
The scenes could've played backwards, and they still would've rhymed.
It determined my passion, and it showed me what to say
I muttered "this memory, too, it shall stay."

I remembered when we first exchanged words.
Ailments alleviated, all problems deferred.
You said "conversing is molding, our words act as clay."
I muttered "this memory, too, it shall stay."

I remembered when the levee broke free.
The water drowned out my vision, it was impossible to breathe.
But even face down in ripples, the currents pulling me away
I muttered "this memory, too, it shall stay."

The departure feels slow
But it's faster than you know
As all the things you hold close float by.
Caught in a vortex between pleasure and pain
Such a beautiful way to die.