The sun is setting, it's getting cold out.
I don't want to go but it's time to leave it all behind.
I wanna stay later, I thought I'd be older.
I never thought I'd be the youngest explorer.
So let me be a memory, a way for you to hold onto me.
If you become lost with empathy, shine a light and know it's me.
My eyes are closed yet what do I see, a blinding light right in front of me.
The air is thick with aberration, holding my eyes forever shut.
This sleep is getting deeper and deeper.
How come I feel like I can't ever wake up.
It's getting brighter I want to leave.
It's getting harder to breathe.
So let me be a memory, a way for you to hold onto me.
If you become lost with empathy, shine a light and know it's me.
I'm coming home Mom, but I won't see you there.
Tell Dad it's okay, I know it was a mistake.
Keep me in your heart, the one place I've always lived although my time was cut short.
I wish I could have stayed, so I could say, I'm sorry mom and I love you.
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