There was a life, was there But somehow here upon this it now means more And all those words she to say I've now forgotten or somehow slipped away
And in this is there salvation? Is there for hesitation? Can someone tell me, can someone say The writer of this story just tell us how it all will end?
And somewhere on this night there's a wave on the That crashes on shores no one can see The tides and the currents decide every From where they are now to they will be
It cradles them all for all are its children If one drop disappears it is missed And after each has joined up with the shoreline It to the sea for that is its one wish
There was a light, was there But in the darkness of this night it now more To be so close, to be so To see the water there within a young child's
And in our do we move onward And cling to the lies that we harbored? We not admit, we were mistaken But if we don't do it now, God Could you come down here and tell me when?
And somewhere on night there's a wave on the ocean crashes on shores where no one can see The tides and the decide every motion From where they are now to where will be
It them all for they all are its children If one drop it is instantly missed And after each wave has joined up with the It returns to the sea for that is its one
In the dead of the night, me what do you see? Will you close eyes, child and just listen to me? And remember this now, hear words that I say As story appears at the end of the day
For my meeting with death though it has delayed I have run my hands over the end of his the cut wasn't fatal even though it was deep Well, that wound's never healed and that blood, it seeps
Are you scared of your life? Are you scared of your Though that day will arrive, well, it hasn't yet For the days turn to months and the months to years As I see all now through a prism of tears
But fear tomorrow and don't fear the night It's where God sorrows that enter your life The remains of your life, the of the day Well, protect every hour, give them away
For each evening we sleep and each morning we But you're not the man, that's the way it's devised For there's of yourself the soul decides to keep And there's parts of yourself that the does release some changes so small that they cannot be seen But death is like with a longer dream
Are you of your life? Are you scared of your death? Though day will arrive, well, it hasn't come yet As for all those mistakes that you've in your life Must stay as they are or can we make them right?
On night take my hand, keep me near, keep me close And if I should die first could I not be your But if later in life we should to meet Would you keep me so you could hear my heartbeat?
There are reasons to live, there are to die But the end's not the end you're still alive, alive, alive While still
There was a life, was there