[female
vocals] (
Soft
acoustic
guitar
picking)
Mmm...
Funny
how
one
stranger
Can
become
a
whole
chapter
of
your
life...
When
I
first
met
you,
something
felt
different,
Like
I
could've
stayed
there
just
a
little
bit
longer.
I
was
with
somebody,
but
my
heart
had
gone
quiet,
And
somehow
your
presence
made
me
question
why.
So
I
started
looking,
trying
to
understand
you,
Heard
you
weren't
the
kind
to
give
yourself
away.
You
weren't
chasing
every
woman
that
wanted
you,
And
somehow
that
made
me
want
to
know
you.
We
started
as
friends,
never
knowing
the
cost,
Building
a
bridge
right
over
the
frost.
Just
two
lost
souls
in
a
neon
haze,
Walking
through
the
fog
of
our
separate
ways.
So
thanks
for
the
memories,
bro,
for
the
light
in
the
dark,
For
the
way
that
you
listened
and
fanned
every
spark.
We’
re
turning
the
page,
but
I’
m
holding
the
ghost,
Of
the
friendship
I
needed,
the
one
I
miss
most.
It
wasn’
t
meant
for
the
long
haul,
but
it
felt
like
a
home,
Thanks
for
the
memories,
bro,
now
we’
re
letting
go.
We
spent
all
those
nights
just
talking
through
trouble,
Watching
the
world
burst
like
a
soap
bubble.
You
saw
through
the
armor
I
wore
on
my
skin,
And
you
never
judged
where
my
demons
had
been.
But
the
clock
on
the
wall
doesn't
wait
for
a
feeling,
And
the
cracks
in
our
timing
were
never
quite
healing.
I
see
you
out
there
moving
on
to
your
lane,
And
I’
m
standing
here
watching
the
wind
and
the
rain.
So
thanks
for
the
memories,
bro,
for
the
light
in
the
dark,
For
the
way
that
you
listened
and
fanned
every
spark.
We’
re
turning
the
page,
but
I’
m
holding
the
ghost,
Of
the
friendship
I
needed,
the
one
I
miss
most.
It
wasn’
t
meant
for
the
long
haul,
but
it
felt
like
a
home,
Thanks
for
the
memories,
bro,
now
we’
re
letting
go.
Maybe
in
another
time,
another
dusty
road,
We
wouldn't
have
to
carry
such
a
heavy
load.
But
for
now,
the
silence
is
all
that
remains,
And
I’
m
washing
it
off
in
the
cool
mountain
rains.
So
thanks
for
the
memories,
bro,
for
the
light
in
the
dark,
For
the
way
that
you
listened
and
fanned
every
spark.
We’
re
turning
the
page,
but
I’
m
holding
the
ghost,
Of
the
friendship
I
needed,
the
one
I
miss
most.
It
wasn’
t
meant
for
the
long
haul,
but
it
felt
like
a
home,
Thanks
for
the
memories,
bro,
now
we’
re
letting
go.
Yeah,
we're
letting
go...
Just
a
stranger
who
became
a
friend.
Funny
how
the
stories
end. (
Guitar
fades
out)
Thanks
for
the
memories,
bro.