The Ticket Stub

[Verse] The whistle fades, a final sigh Your coat pocket, I saw the tie Of paper torn, a ticket stub Lost in the wind, a lonely rub On this old platform, where we stood [Pre-Chorus] The rusty plaque on the bench gleams Reflecting faded, broken dreams My hands are cold, my fingers trace The vacant air of this empty space [Chorus] Farewell bell rings, a mournful sound Another friend lost to the ground Autumn leaves begin to fly Beneath a pale and fading sky My heart aches with this goodbye [Verse] My footsteps echo, soft and slow Where did the vibrant moments go? Just fallen leaves, a scattered mess A quiet, profound emptiness This aging wood beneath my feet [Bridge] I watched the train begin to creep Into the distance, secrets to keep Your face, a blur, a memory's art Leaving a silence in my heart This platform's chill, a steady beat [Chorus] Farewell bell rings, a mournful sound Another friend lost to the ground Autumn leaves begin to fly Beneath a pale and fading sky My heart aches with this goodbye [Outro]