Maybe it's a mood thing tonight, but I can somewhat relate to what Pengy wrote. Hell, I wrote something pretty similar a long time ago in one of my better songs --
There comes a time when you must clean out your closets
and take down your dusty photographs.
Goodbyes have a place in this world too, and you may as well make them good, hearty fuck-offs.
There comes a time when you must clean out your closets
and take down your dusty photographs.
Goodbyes have a place in this world too, and you may as well make them good, hearty fuck-offs.