Wither In Bloom Paroles

The comets falling through air
His mists of ashes roll clear
Oh, he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, yeah

Let's begin at the end
With a face I let in
I don't know whether to sin
Lean on my back again

I wasn't there
The comets falling through air
His mists of ashes roll clear
And he's gone
He's gone, he's gone, he's gone now