There´s really not so much to tell
She was 29, showing signs of doing well
For herself
She never spoke of feeling sad
Was, oh, so close with the family and friends she had
Around her

But she went quietly
She didn´t make a sound
She went quietly
With the wish not to be found
She went quietly
Without a word of where
Just a note that wrote
“Forgetting is easier”

Years have follen since the day
She wrote the note and chose to float away
Into the ether
Someone said they saw her south
At the coast, on the river´s mouth
But only briefly

‘Cos she went quietly
She didn´t make a sound
She went quietly
With the wish not to be found
She went quietly
Without a word of where
Just a note that wrote
“Forgetting is easier”

But she went quietly
She didn´t make a sound
She went quietly
With the wish not to be found
She went quietly
Without a word of where
Just a note that wrote
“Forgetting is easier”

Out of the blue in the pouring rain
To my doorstep, old and cold, today she came
With her story
I asked her in but she declined
Had just one single thing to get off her mind
And that was sorry