 There was a life
Was there before?
But somehow here upon this night it means more
And all those words
She tried to say
But now forgotten or they have some how slipped away
And now in this darkness,
Is there salvation,
Is there forgiveness,
For hesitation?
Can someone tell me
Can someone say when,
The writer of this story will just tell us how it all will end?
And somewhere on this night there is a wave
On the ocean that crashes on shores where no one can see
The tides and the currents decide every motion
From where they are now to where they will be
It craddles them all for they all are it's children
If one drop disappears it was instantly missed
And after a drain has joined up with the shore line
It returns to the sea for that is it's one wish.
There was a light,
Was there before?
But in the darkness of this night it now means more
To be so close,
To be so near,
To see the water there within a young child's tear.
And to her blindness
To me who've onworked
And cling to the lights
That we have harbored
We could not have it
We were mistaken
But if we don't do it now,
Dear God could you please come down here and tell me when?
And somewhere on this night there is a wave
On the ocean that crashes on shores where no one can see
The tides and the currents decide every motion
From where they are now to where they will be
It craddles them all, for they all are it's children
If one drop disappears it is instantly missed
And after a drain has joined up with the shore line
It returns to the sea for that is it's one wish.
In the dead of the night,
Tell me what do you see?
Will you close your eyes child,
And just listen to me
And remember this now
Hear these words that I say
As your story appears
At the end of the day
For my meeting with death
Though it has been delayed
I have run my hands over
The end of it's blade
Though that cut wasn't fatal
Even though it was deep
Well that wounds never healed
And that blood it still seethed
Aren't you scared of your life?
Are you scared of your death?
Though that day will arrive
Well it hasn't come yet
So the days turn to months
And the months turn to years
As I see them all now
Through a prism of tears
But don't fear tomorrow,
And don't fear the night,
Its where God reparis sorrows that enter your life
Through the remains of your life
The remains of the day
They'll protect every hour
Don't give them away
For each evening we sleep
And each morning we rise.
But you're not the same man
Thats the way its divised
For theres parts of yourself
The soul decides to keep
And theres parts of yourself
That the sould does release
With some changes of small
They can not be seen
But death is like sleep
Within our dreams
Aren't you scared of your life?
Are you scared of your death?
Though that day will arrive
Well it hasn't come yet
As for all those mistakes
That you've made in your life
Must they stay as they are?
Or can we make them right?
On this night take my hand
Keep me near, keep me close
And if I should die first
Could I not be your ghost?
But if later in life
We should happen to meet
Would you keep me so near
You could hear my heart beat?
There are reasons to live
There are reasons to die
But the ends not the end
Cause you're still alive, alive, alive
While you're still a...
There was a life
Was there before?...
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