A meditation on regret, lost chances and the silent permanence of things left unsaid.

Lyrics

Pulled off the ring that she found
Walked a while waiting then she threw it to the ground
Then a tree grew, died and then fell down

Guess I’ll always have to wonder why
Lying in that bed but I didn’t think to cry
But I never made the time to say goodbye

So you made the way on your own
Flying off the front porch, it never felt like home
Kind of knew you’d end up alone

A tree grew, died and then fell down
Never made the time to say goodbye
Knew you’d end up alone

© Chris Clark 2022