The storm has passed, but the wreckage remains, I’m lost in the wake of all the pain. I try to rebuild, but the pieces won’t fit, The world keeps moving, but I’m stuck in it. I keep your memory like a photograph, And wonder if time could ever heal the past. In the wake of you, I’m learning to breathe, But the waves crash louder with every grief. I’ll find my way, but it’s hard to do, When I’m still searching for you. The sky’s turned grey, but it used to be blue, And I thought I could weather this without you. But the calm is fleeting, the storm still stirs, I’m holding on to the words you never heard. I keep your memory like a photograph, And wonder if time could ever heal the past. Every step I take, I’m chasing you, But the ocean keeps pulling me from what’s true. I hear your voice in the wind’s embrace, But it’s fading fast, just a fleeting trace. Fading footprints in the sand, I try to hold onto your hand. But the world keeps turning, so does the sea, And I’m left with the space where you used to be. Fading footprints in the sand, I’ll keep walking, though I don’t understand. The tide will come, and the tide will go, But in my heart, you’ll never be far from home.