Staring as he dies
The world goes still
Only you dare to give your last goodbyes
He bleeds into the horizon, falls behind the hill

Birds are screaming for the moon
To grant us a reprieve
From this time of dying
So some can lay down their arms, and end their grieving

His children wait
One day, two days, for eternity
Some below stay straight
But you tilt with the breeze for all to see
Your love is clear, this sight is fate