RMC

So low inside of a flame lost,
is the humble regret and cost.

I feel the touch say goodbye
I won’t even bat a single eye.

Understand I do the reasons
because for all there is a season.

I low inside this flame lost
feel the steel and the frigid frost.

I feel the touch say goodbye
and everything else is such a lie.

Understand I do the reasons
you knew and understood to leave him.