It has been several years now that day his farewell sounded like a good bye.
It was a special day he never arrived.
In front of me his shadow, his black suit and three digits to find out,
attempt, combination, time. The shadow was there.
A cold afternoon at the end I found out.

Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic
Tic, tic, tic, tic
Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic

It was empty.
He is not here anymore his shadow is strength.
He is still here.