Flowers of Bone

I will always be here sometimes.

As the sun falls low I will wait
Fingers like flowers of bone
It was a most joyful day
A day worth spending alone
The light I could see in your eyes
A bright sliver shows us the end
Your breath as cold as the sky
A place I would never pass again
The windows rattle & shake
And cries are cut with the cold
The dark is coming our way
If ever one thing I have known
Failure is just another word
For nothing left to love
To hang on will only hurt
To let go you know to give up