Frank castle is dead

caught in the middle between "time will heal" and this fear of growing old 
we're fighting to forget while trying to keep hold 
starting over new and maybe we can learn from this 
putting faith in father time, erasing everything we miss 
but fro know we laugh together, smile and try to hide 
the sorrow that we're feeling, these are "happy times" 
as we kiss the past goodbye ,this is the eve of the rest of our lives 
so tonight i'll try to put this all behind