There's a chance that this is just a dream.
There's a chance this isn't up to me.
Wasn't your fault but the lines
were blurred with bloodshot eyes
as the headlights left you hypnotized.
There's a sound that's coming from the light,
broken windows in a broken life.
There's a boy left in a room
with sunshine creeping through.
All the colours are about to bloom.
I don't know where to begin,
so I'll start right at the end.
Yeah, it's goodbye, goodbye Kanan.
I was fifteen, it was summertime.
Sky was red and the hills on fire.
There's a canyon where I'd hide.
It's as deep as it is wide,
like the chasm that I felt inside.
I don't know where to begin,
so I'll start right at the end.
Yeah, it's goodbye, goodbye Kanan.
I don't know where to begin,
so I'll start right at the end.
Yeah, it's goodbye, goodbye Kanan.