I see your hair
Gleaming in the sun
Your clothes hadn't the slightest tear
Your hair was up in a messy bun

You took my hand and showed me around
You were very clever
To you I was forever bound
Bound by blood, forever

You are my sister
I would have it no other way
We used to say sisters before misters
Sisters we will always stay

The light catches in your eyes
I see your smile so bright
You have never told a lie
You are always full of light

I awake from the dream
Crying in the dark
My parents hear my scream
It all ended with a spark.

Life is a little girl with a white gown
So pure, untouched, naïve to the cruel world
Thru storm and fire she never gave a frown
Instead she danced and to the drums she twirled

Life is a teen in a drab dull gray dress
Who knows so very little but she goes
To many quests and many calloused test
Though all she really wants to do is doze

Life is a woman in a pitch black gown
Who sees the world and knows lots of things now
So many things dare threaten drag her down
She worked so hard and there’s sweat on her brow

But the young girl did not make it to gray
Though all who were dear had wished she would stay

The color of a rainy day
The sadness when she goes away
The opposite of burning passion
The sea in all its glorious action

The color you feel when you hear
The word death
What a family sees at the funeral
Of a girl with everything left

It’s not sunlight, fire, happiness, light;
Its moonlight, water, sadness and sight.

When you see the grave
Of a dear friend, father, and husband
When you think you can save
Your young little cousin

A voice in the back of your head
Telling you that they’re all dead.

The color of a rainy day
The color when she goes away
What you see in the final moment
The thing that comes as a dreadful omen.

For what it was tell me anon
Lest my heart turn and run
Away from Verona, Cursed land
That else was dealt a Wounded hand
In gloomy streets do shadows cry
For the Love of my life that did Die
Deep in her Earthen bed
From her breast drew red
By her own lovely manner
So down came the War banner
And so in quiet despair
With a quick, desperate Prayer
I lay down next to her in the tomb
And return to the Mother's womb