It's a fever dream, something frightful,
It's an ironic twist of fate, nature being...

Upon the dark of night,
A dread did emerge in my sight...

Holding you in my arms, praying God to take away...
Sponging you down, begging there won't be another...

I entered the hospital room with trepidation,
Carrying the bouquet of carnations...

Insect! Vile worm!
I regret the very day you were born...

It is
such a beautiful...

Thoughts of you and I,
Make me sit and sigh...

The ride to the airport was nerve-raking silent,
He wanted to make things right, but his lips were...

So far away,
Into the void we are cast...

The sun, the sky,
To the Earth, and on High...

There rests a small village on the edge of town,
It's a humble town, that doesn't make a sound...

Winter wind,
whistling by...