Description
A Reflective Ballad.
1st Verse and Chorus:
I heard he was a poet or maybe even a King.
But I don't believe he was really any of those things.
And even though now I can't read his name,
Long washed away by time and acid rain.
All I know, all I can see,
Is a man lying there that will one day, be me.
Chorus
And in the churchyard
Of forgotten names.
Once writ proud
By those who remained.
Did they see rainbows,
Or just the water in the air?
Did they believe in forever,
Or the hope of getting there?
And do angels weep,
Or are they tears in the sun?
That mourns the passing of everyone.