A little blank notebook
And a tiny paint set
The shine of your soul
Consumes me and god would I let it
You asked for the picture
But I had to say no
I knew you'd have lost it
I still take it wherever I go
Tomorrow's your birthday
I'm calling your name
You're not even here
And I'll wonder if you'll do the same
Afraid of what's coming
But I shouldn't be
Cause it doesn't matter right now
And soon you'll teach me to see that
Maybe I should get some sleep
I've gotta rest up
Maybe I should wear more green
Just like I used to
Maybe I shouldn't smoke weed
Maybe I'll do what I need
But I'm happy with what we've done
Through every mistake made under the sun
You've taught me so much
If this is the end then I've had so much fun