All the photographs are peeling, colors turn to gray
He stayed... in his room with memories for days
He faced... an undertow of futures laid to waste
Embraced... by the loss of one he could not replace
And there's no reason that she passed
And there is no God with a plan, it's sad
And his loneliness is proof, it's sad
He could only love you, it's sad
The door swings through a passing fable, a fate we may delay, we say
Holding on, live within our embrace
He lit a match, he lay in bed,
Hoping that dreams would bring her back, it's sad
And his loneliness is cruel, it's sad
He could only love you, it's sad
Holding his last breath, believing
He'll make his way
She's not forgotten, he's haunted
He's searching for escape
If just one wish could bring her back, it's sent
And his loneliness is proof, it's sad
He will always love you, it's sad
Written by Eddie Vedder
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