Text: 28 Days. Stealing Chairs. Photos.

You always gave your four leaf clover
It's over
And I don't know if I'm gonna see your face again
You always gave your four leaf clover
It's over
And I don't know if you're coming back to earth again

You always gave your four leaf clover
It's over
And I don't know if I'm gonna see your face again

I hope there's a heaven and the light's good
I hope you can see us all from there
I don't have faith to just fall back on
Got photos, memories and an empty space
Nothing will feel the same now you've gone
Now you've gone
Nothing will feel the same now you've gone

I cannot dignify this let alone justify it
You had got it so together
You found your perfect subject
Completed composition
What am I meant to learn from this

You always gave your four-leaf clover
It's over
You always gave your four-leaf clover
It's over

Nothing will feel the same
What am I meant to learn from this

You always gave your four-leaf clover
It's over
You always gave your four-leaf clover
It's over
Things just won't feel the same
Now you've gone
It's over

Things just won't feel the same
Now you've gone
It's over

It just won't feel the same now you've gone
It just won't feel the same now you've gone
Nothing will feel the same now you've gone
It's over, it's over