How did it fall into ruin
He's the same as he ever was
This was her doing
People leaving just because
Life is a turnstile
But those arms don't let many in
They stay for a while
Then to his chagrin
They go
One by one they disappear like melting snow
She ended her kindness
Put it to bed
Kept it short and simple
Like the child that lives inside our head
No need to be gentle
Even though he often was
Still she left him just because
The silence has fallen
with no signs of breaking
After all those hellos it ends with leave-taking