mother

i pray that when you sing, you can touch the rain you dream
i pray that when the night falls, youll breathe your last in sleep

i see you. you aren't hidden.

i know you wish you could give back the years that brought death.

but if dreams are for the dying, only them that see the light
then who lives behind in mourning, when the day becomes the night?
who can wish away the autumn, who can beg the snow to sleep?
when the sun will fall to pieces, then i will rest in peace.

take away the blindfold; it will still be a surprise
the time you won't remember fades away as years expire
learn to laugh now, learn to live now, for we never know the hour
when our day will hold its breath, and we all will learn to die.

he will outlive you, and will never know your tears.
i pray that as you love him, you can lay to rest your fears.