Fan blades turning round and round
A dark twist on reality...
Wide-eyed boy,
with your flaxen strands and rosy cheeks...
Face to the floor
Not making a sound...
I was once a slave of death
He lullabies me in his bare hands...
It moves where no one expected it to be
Traversing both time and space...
Her body lay perfectly still on the stone cold...
her braeth ice cold and withered...
I look up
Hoping your looking down...
Life comes in a pair, it's true,
Life in all, yet it be said...
Grey is the sky on this day,
left not be said on his morning...
You have been gone now for thirteen years
We all miss you so much...
I begged you, 'please don't cry'
I said, 'everything will be okay...
"We'll go together
Holding hands...