The soul dies as the body runs on empty
Duties to be done, alive physically
unlike the ones who to heaven have gone
Not even time for a sappy love song
Oh yay, I am still alive
But why do I feel so dead inside?
A smiling zombie, whose soul's so thin
Please not another person, not again.
Why when it happens death takes three?
Past, Present, Future all without certainty
Are we all of a sudden to forget one of these?
Memories, Moments and Dreams, oh please...
The tears can't even stream, just glorious
Mourning delayed, pushing through the serious
Watching Friends and hoping to laugh
Thank God for all the competent staff
Nothing for me to complain about
It's not my family or personal friend
But why does it affect me like a drought
Being sucked dry, just want the phase to end
Please, stop taking souls, human or dog
My heart is drowning in sorrow
Don't even really want my thoughts translated to dialogue
But talking it through gets me to tomorrow
One day at a time, life is so fleeting
Just gotta appreciate the heart still beating
And remember the living family and friends
The tunnel vision of light at the end
Mourning is just to get back to the beginning
to remember everyone's lives in the middle
not to worry about everybody's sinning
which in retrospect seemed so little
When will it come? Through the night?
In the morning?
Morning
Mourning
Glory
All glory be to G-d
