Let bygones be bygones
But when the blood is on your hands
You win some
You lose some
And then it goes wrong

Let bygones be bygones
Forget it even happened
But memories
And feelings
Don't fade away so easily

Let bygones be bygones
But when it goes wrong
It's your weight to bear
You will lose it all
Because life isn't fair.

alone at nights end
thinking upon you sleeping
thoughts turn to prayers

Wish every morning
I wake up to the view of the river so deep
& valley serene
A place of quiet and evergreen trees

Where
Wildflowers grow, not in a row

The spotted deer comes to slake its thirst

The Rainbow feathered birds, eat berries and greet  

The song of the river, birds and the bees
A melody sweet
The river of joy, the river of peace

The view of the river
A place
I wish to wake up to  every morning
Just a beautiful dream