Ribbon
Loud sound leaves shake in the winter you don't want to come in.
Took down all the art walls and left a note for him.
Did it say where you would go?
I thought I saw you but it was someone else.
Or a ghost I couldn't tell.
Now the search was over, but it goes on
Flood lights walk in a line comb the woods for you.
Some say you won't turn up alive I hope it isn't true.
None of us would have a clue.
I thought I saw you but it was someone else.
Or a ghost I couldn't tell.
Now the search was over, but it goes on
Maura, where have you been?
Living free of debt in the wind?
Letting go of the wheel, did you finally give up trying to feel?
Maura, in your memory
We nailed a blue ribbon to a tree
Your roadside monument is quaint but touching.
Writer/s: Corey Coffman, Tim Riley
