The light was gold before you left, Soft on the edges of your sleeve. I didn't reach—I never do. I just watched you slowly leave. And isn't that the shape of it, The way she's already gone The moment that I notice it Beautiful because she was, Beautiful because it's brief. I held her fading through my tears And called it my belief. Cherry static on the ground, A season breaking without sound. She couldn't stay, she slipped away, Still I loved her anyway. And isn't that the shape of it, The way she's already gone The moment that I notice it Beautiful because she was, Beautiful because it's brief. I held her fading through my tears And called it my belief. If I let her go too soon, Maybe that's the only way to keep her true. Beautiful because she was, Beautiful because it's brief. I held her fading through my tears And called it... c-called it... belief.
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