well...

well i'm sorry but your eyes dont shine that bright anymore. (you're like a crow)

and i should be afraid of the rising price i have to pay, but i don't care anymore.

strange how you used to dance... funny how i never really listened.

well i'm sorry but your voice, i forgot what it sounds like. (and i'm glad for that)

and there should be a tear or two, but i ran out of those a long time ago.

strange how you up and left... funny how i really don't care anymore.

many thanks to you, yellow bird.

you chased away the bad and kept my vast eyes safe.