Sun that falls on your hands    As you type;    Just something in my head   Standing in this empty space   Your desk is gone;    The wall is still from where it went    This is position is not open now for applicants       The application forms get shredded    There was faulty wording in the document   I can still hear you laughing    Coming up the rickety stairs   Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air   Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair   Like violets   Like birds inside the bells       Break those prows in the back of my mind   While the sun is out;   No, it's still up and the light is shining   It's season's push and pull and all to get us through   Well my mind is open now;    Like the door to an empty room   This position is not open now for applicants       The application forms get shredded    There was faulty wording in the document   I can still hear you laughing    Coming up the rickety stairs   Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air   Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair   Like violets   Like birds inside the bells       If somehow I had known   I'd have rather gone down with the ship   Than be without you    If only for the chance to hold your hand;   To be your friend    If never for the last time    I would've rather gone down in this   The war is over   The war is over   The war is over   And I'm waiting in the sinking ships       If only I had known