Sylvan - Bronze Radio Return

Hey Sylvan, what’s to say?

It feels so strange to sing your name this way

I’m lost for words, still looking for the one

Still searchin on the tip of my tongue

Hey Silvan, do you recall

The summer we spent moving bricks and building cement walls?

Through every midday, everyone would call

We laughed along and smiled at em all

And on the day, everybody came

You were there in a wooden picture frame

Reminding me of a wedding we went to where you cried for the bride and now

she’s here to cry for you

I guess we all fall in, fall out

Every good story has to end somehow

Here’s your standing over on your last bow

You left the stage on fire and they’ll never put it out

Never put it out

Hey Silvan, where’d you go?

Yeah, I know you were always leavin early from the parties

We would throw

We chased you down before you were gone

Oh, I wish I knew the street that you’re on

Now it’s safe, you never went away

You’re in the ground, sure not living in a grave

I look around and I see what you gave

All proof of the life you embraced

I guess we all fall in, fall out

Every good story has to end somehow

Here’s your standing over on your last bow

You left the stage on fire and they’ll never put it out

Never put it out