I hope when you think of me,
You can only see,
The person I used to be.
And when you look at me,
I hope you miss me.
The person I used to be.
You’re still so much like me,
I’m still so much like you.
When it all came crushing down,
Incredibly loud or without a sound,
What was it all about?
And now I can pretend
(But it’s hard to pretend)
I don’t miss you.
Do you miss me?
You can only see,
The person I used to be.
And when you look at me,
I hope you miss me.
The person I used to be.
You’re still so much like me,
I’m still so much like you.
When it all came crushing down,
Incredibly loud or without a sound,
What was it all about?
And now I can pretend
(But it’s hard to pretend)
I don’t miss you.
Rest in Peace, Son of Gondor
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