Pray, heed the words that fall to the floor in the carriage of tears
Know she dares not cry in haste in caution, for weakness is fear
Dare to listen and understand and you might find yourself the exception
Sad is the song of the girl who bears flawless tears in the world of imperfection

Taste the ocean in the air as the dew drops fall from the grass
Silver pools collected and lying inside a basin of brass
Each drop so precious, but none more cherished than the ones that fall from her eyes
Earth and Heaven fading into grey, silenced by the tears she cries

Dare not shy away from the streams running down her face
Hold her tightly and secure her eternally in your embrace
Give a forever and forget her never in the sands and ashes of time
Sing of her tears and the gate that was open, sing of the hope in her eyes