The leaves are fading. The autumn sky is grey. The record player scratched all night since the needle went astray. The empty bottles set by an empty tray. Each one tells a different story. Stories of the way. We never gave up, we never lost hope. Leave stickers on our graves. The party is just beginning and everyone’s arrived. We focus on the good times before we say goodbye. The ones that helped us grow up. The ones that made us cry. Some to forgive, some to forget. For those who stay alive. We never gave up and we never lost hope. Leave stickers on our graves. Celebrate our mistakes and victories. Leave stickers on our graves. The party is just beginning. Leave stickers on our graves.