

{intimate, fingerpicked acoustic guitar intro} How does the traffic hum along the
street?
How do the clocks still tick to their own beat?
{gentle cello enters}
Fourteen years of loyalty,
no shadow of a doubt
Now the loneliest season
has turned the fires out
Oskar, your name comes
like a trick of the mind
And the tears start to fall
for what we left behind
(ohhh) I wish you came along,
I wish you were right here
Every road I walk is empty,
every milestone is severe
They tell me that the pain will fade with every passing year
But the tears inside are crying,
and they will not disappear
{swelling string section}
Two years gone, but it feels like yesterday
I turn to the dark
when the light fades away
When the crowd disperses and the rooms grow cold
I hold onto the history
that can't be sold (where did you go) And they call it
healing, but I call it betrayal
To let myself move on
and let your memory pale
So I will stand right here,
stubborn in my grief
Devoted to the ghost of my absolute belief
{powerful crescendo} I refuse to heal
I will keep you real
I wish you came along...
(Oskar...) {fingerpicked acoustic fades out into silence}