Cremation on the burial grounds
paint the picture
you know why; help me figure it out
the pessimists mock the world i know
let’s cast them down to hell
my voice crippled; legs are distorted
can’t sing our song anymore,
not able to walk with you
questions revealed, answers asked
want to forget the darkened past
bad moon falls
crushes all hope
all hope but what i hold for you
the hope that you love me too
