• Hear the sound of the uke' in this day and age,
    I never really understood the sound it made,
    Till we walked down Manor Road then right,
    Up to your door, your room, turn off the light.

    I've been alive before but I finally breath clear,
    Scratched your back so you would hold me dear,
    The sheets are the shield and you are the King,
    Building your castle out of almost anything.

    Afterglow doesn't sound as bright as it should,
    I wouldn't change a single thing if I could,
    But it's ending now and we fall asleep easily,
    Set sail on your ship and we head off to sea.

    This is a good bye to everything I used to be.