One cut
Two cut...

This is a prayer as well as a poem.
Do not stand at my grave and weep...

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned,
I've never been to confession before...

A shadow in the corner,
An angel from Hell's choir...

Look at them all,
So unhappy and crying...

A young girl lying on the ground,
Crying out her heart...

Voices in my head
wishing I was dead...

I have a dream which will never be realised,
For it is too great and common a dream to be truly...

He’s there each night
He’s there each day...

Took a penny from my pocket,
And threw it down the well...

One for every tear I shed,
Two for my heart filled with dread...

Black tears falling
Down her cheeks...