There's no possible good bye...though you have gone away...
How many evenings listening to you like a zombie, with your lyrics etched into my mind…
filling my soul with your dreams, your promises, your animal instinct...
You always trying to find your salvation lingering in those ridiculous thoughts
feeding just my imagination…and now... staring at the stars, when you are gone…
I just want to tell you…thank you Dolores O'Riordan, now that you are gone like
a Sunday..dying in the Sun…
