Gs Gone by The Celibate Rifles Lyrics

G's gone, I'm thinkin' 'bout her
While missin' her, I realise somethin' new
We've had our last conversation
Sorrow's now the nearest thing to you

Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah

She'd say
"It's a crime, and we're all victims
Or is it just my worst fears comin' true?
It may be my imagination
Do they really all know what to do?"

Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
No more pleasure for the takin', yeah
Not every life's worth saving
One of your pearls has finally came true
Your letter said it all got too hard
Now we're left to go on without you

Walkin' through town
All the bustle and the madness
She'd look around
All she saw was loss and sadness
She'd say that the past
Was this moment escapin'?
She couldn't laugh
With no pleasure for the takin', yeah