Someone's tied a ribbon low
Where the sidewalk starts too slow
A sketch of years with careful pen
Drawn and redrawn now and then
The bell is gone but sound remains Echoes soft in fence line chains
You check again though you don't know why Some absence I still say goodbye
A plastic bowl with yesterday's name The sun has blurred what it used to claim
Footsteps fade, no prints in sight
Just grass pressed down from last night
The bell is gone but sound remains Echoes soft in fence line chains
You check again though you don't know why Some absence I still say goodbye
Hope bends where happiness
A child walks by and starts to write A question mark in marker light
Below a box just in case
Left beneath that ghost of face
The bell is gone but sound remains Echoes soft in fence line chains
You check again though you don't know why Some absence I still say goodbye
Some absence I still say goodbye