Another day at the bar would kill her.
At least, it would without Cloud.
How long could a girl wait?

Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily

And Cloud was oblivious.
How long could HE wait?
For Aerith, that is...
We are what we don't see
Missed everything daydreaming

Maybe that was just the way it was meant to be. Maybe she should just give up already.
Everything good always went away...
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end

Avalanche.
Her and Cloud...
Relationships, half-made but uncontinued.
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end

HerCloud. Her Cloud.
Not her Cloud.
Aerith's.
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Running through towns will all her friends, saving the world, faded to sitting at crossways alone, hoping to catch a glimpse of a motorcycle.
Wondering why she was there. It wasn't as if he was coming. Maybe she worried less about him.
But she really worried about herself.
And how she was falling.

Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets in and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

No feeling of love, not anymore. She wanted to get away...
She wanted to cry.

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Warmth to indifference. No one stopped by, she didn't visit. For all she knew, they were all dead.
The sad thing was that the only things that didn't fade away hadn't existed in the first place.
She was still waiting, but she couldn't. Her time was running out, because it was tired of repeating itself, over, over, looping and looping...
Circling.
Stalling.
Dying.

Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Die die die die die

She wanted death. If she went to heaven, she'd be happy.
If she went to hell, it couldn't be much worse than her life.
She wanted to leave. Have her soul soar to the heavens.
Be happy.

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to end?
come to an end come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?

Why?
Because good never lasts. It dies, like a bright flame, sucking up all the air and killing those around, turning into suffocating, unrecognisable smoke and chemicals.
Just smoke, a mirage-like, unsolid, dying reality.
She wondered if many people knew this.
Flowers. They screamed when you plucked off a leaf, but their cries were not perceptible to human ears.
Tifa. She had screamed when He had left her broken, but her cries were not perceptible to human ears.
Tifa the flower.
Wilting.

Well the dogs were barking at a new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and
the rain forgot how to bring salvation
the dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die.

She wanted to die. She wanted it to end.
She wondered, maybe if she stayed a few more days, would the pain leave?
Too late, she was already falling.
It was sad. Her inner voice mocked her.
She could bring hope and salvation to others, but she never remembered how to save herself.
She was still falling, and couldn't wait until she had fallen...

But then He caught her.