A new day dawns silent but clear..
In my arms tight lies my ailing dear..
It's clear in my heart that she is the reason I cheer..
But there is fear from the start that losing her is near...
The sun dies down and it's clear no more..
The gods shade tears for another soul gone cold...
Why? I ask did she really have to go? Another tear is shade, I will see you no more...
Noon it is on a bright sunny day..
Birds Sing of the spring, who knew its may..
Father and son, on the spring they play..
Who knew a life would end this way..
Son don't go, as a father Would say..
End times are here, a life to slay..
The sun dies down and it's clear no more..
The gods shade tears for another soul gone cold..
Why? I ask did he really have to go? Another tear is shade, I will see you no more...
Countless times you've been away..
The heavens blessing scented in the rain..
A bright dawn turns gloomy on sight..
It's clear as light that the dead do cry..
Why? did they really have to die?
Why is it that the dead also cry?
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