You will never get older
And you will never feel pain
Or fill the room with laughter like you used to
And I won’t hear you speaking
Or others call your name
In spite of this, the world will still continue.
I know the rules of the game,
For every sunset, the light has to fade,
But, baby, a light like yours was so glorious.
do i have to knock you out?
you’d love that.
(winter soldier #1)