Before the war, he would dream
The family store, quiet streams

Annabelle, on the beach
Sunset on her face
Twilight fell, out of reach
In the gloaming haze and

    Endings rarely wait
    For the grand finale
    No one knows the date
    Of the final tally

    Soon you’ll look behind
    And you’ve already passed it
    The stars that once had shined
    Outlasted

Before the war, they would dance
To music up the stairs
And stroll around holding hands
In the crowded market square

He hugged her close for the last time
But he didn’t know it then
We never know it’s the last time
Till we can’t again, and 

    [Chorus]

Nothing dies, before our eyes, it just fades