You said you found a way to end it peacefully,
I remember finding your shoes near the lake under a tree,
And I'm sittin' on the shore,
I thought I saw your charm float by.
It doesn't matter now,
'cause all you wanted to do was die.

If only you'd stuck around.
I never would've made a sound.
But now you're on the Ocean floor,
And I've opened a brand new door.

Swimming out to sea,
trying to find something else,
But I'm skipping stones,
and I'm listening to the shells.
And I won't forget you,
if someone else comes along.

I found the words you wrote,
But I would not dare to quote,
My friend, the lines you amend.
Like "what's so bad about, dying anyways?".

Swimming out to sea,
trying to find something else,
But I'm skipping stones,
and I'm listening to the shells.
And I won't forget you,

if someone else comes along.
You'll always come to mind,
whenever I hear that song.

The one about photographs,
Sung by Ringo Starr.
Especially in the chorus part,
You always said "Now, don't you start."