I only know how to live with the good times
But the garden of pearls is now desert sand
The beach empties itself as I walk before it
I find nothing now but honor as a brother
We bury Kings and Queens alike in grief
And as we look to the sky staring back at us
The sun reminds us the prince is now heir
Our lessons learned we can only remember
That it is our life now and the time has come
To live as his honor would demand of us
As men who make mistakes far too easily
And loving again with the fear of another loss
Underneath blazing skies that he now lights
His spirit is now the canvas for longing eyes
Where our hearts begin painting a new dream
With the blood his faith bequeathed to you