sobota 23. června 2018

Grieving souls

We're all but grieving souls
Mourning losses of this life
From the first tooth that fell out
To losing your husband, wife

Even when we're winning we are losing
Even when we're happy we are sad
But it is the happiness we're choosing
Showing back to death and all that's bad

Everyday we die a little
As new moments pass us by
They are gone the second we meet 'em
Nothing; no one lasts forever,
once they get here, the moment they fly.


It all comes down to You and me
Facing each other in rage of my storms
When I can see You keep what's dear
In Your hands a new life forms.

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