Banksia

I'm so sorry
I'm not sure if you like
Banksias, I never asked you
It's all running
All worry and rushing
So, I hope they gave you a moment

A brief, final chance
To dance all the dances you had
The people who loved you
The streets sit so quiet
The wind doesn't move

The Banksia's full
As I'm walking home for you
The Banksia's full
That bright red and gold for you
Maybe it's their time of year or maybe they knew
The Banksia's full
As I'm walking home for you

I knew you as happy
A lovable rogue, toothy smile
Except for salt and Fisto
So, I hope you were happy
I hope someone you loved held you close
When the fog sat too low

And all of the roses
Will be too white
'Cause twenty years old
Is too soon for goodbye

The Banksia's full
As I'm walking home for you
The Banksia's full
That bright red and gold for you
Maybe it's their time of year or maybe they knew
The Banksia's full
As I'm walking home for you

It's too early
To be closing your story
The pages are aching to change
But I wish that you knew
We're all singing for you
From the front to the back
They're all singing for you

The Banksia's full
As I'm walking home for you
The Banksia's full
That bright red and gold for you
Maybe it's their time of year but I think that they knew
The Banksia's full
As I'm walking home for you

I'm so sorry
It wasn't your time
Find some peace
In the quiet
Of night