Grave

The flowers dance across the meadow. You see a young and happy fellow.

All you think is pain and fear
No ones ever happy here

Everythings blury because of tears
I am trying to remember the good old years.

Why did you not say goodbye
Why did you slip away and die

You said you would be there forever
You said we would always be happy together.

Now your body is in the cold hard ground.

I hope your soul was not lost but found.