Текст песни Funeral Confetti - Langdon

This evening was the coldest yet
We lay on the leaves the oaks had shed
They drift on us like confetti at a funeral
I lost sight of you but could still feel your warmth

The light went down and we held our ground
The daylight sounds gave way to distant roads
You slipped away and I listened for what you would not say
You disappeared into the dark

And I knew, oh
Yes I knew

Tonight it will be colder still
Alone under leaves I believe you will
Dishonestly claim you never felt this way
You lost sight of me, fickle souls we are

True, oh
This is true

I can keep on if you can
If you will, if you do
There can be healing, believe me
I will try, but I cannot try for you
No