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Upon My Departure Lyrics

When the final bell is rung
And the game's declared over
We speak the words goodbye
And I know it's forever
An empty pit inside my chest
Was more than a small clue
No you'll never see me again
Something I gotta get used to
But you left much behind
Some peace and vital signs
Food for a busy mind
And souvenirs to hold tight

Just a passenger on your jetliner
Crashing to the ground
But the impact doesn't make a sound

Well a lesson to be learned
From your departure
Funny thing but when you went away
I lost part of my cure
And now I'm searching hard
Underneath every card
Hoping with best regards
You'll bail me out of this dream state

Oh but what I feel
Unfortunately is real
Feeling the sting of pain
Not a damn thing can erase the stain

I'm leaving here
And you’ll know why when I'm gone
I'm leaving here
Translate your knowledge through this song
I wont forget
Why our words were meant to mesh
Why I’m glad we shared a glass
I gave something to your soul
And you gave me more than you’ll ever know

Are my senses clear?
Do I feel it here?
Sometimes the past is insincere
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Cover art for Upon My Departure lyrics by Armored Saint

One of the most beautiful metal songs ever written. Bush's voice is so amazing. I think it's about someone saying their last goodbye to someone they'll never see again.

Oh but what I feel Unfortunately is real Feeling the sting of pain Not a damn thing can erase the stain

I'm leaving here And you’ll know why when I'm gone I'm leaving here Translate your knowledge through this song I wont forget Why our words were meant to mesh Why I’m glad we shared a glass I gave something to your soul And you gave me more than you’ll ever know

Are my senses clear? Do I feel it here? Sometimes the past is insincere

Amazing

 
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