Theres an old man downstairs dying

Fading like the sun


Outside there’s babies crying

Songs that must be sung


Old clock it keeps on ticking

Until time it-selfs undone


When the angel rests its weary head

There’s no more bullets in the gun



Like a headline on your face

We know the time has come


All burdens must be lifted

All battles can’t be won


By any mortal man

Thats basked under the sun


Or any creature flown on air

Or any fish thats ever swum



Sorry there’s no answers

For anyone to seek


The world they say it goes

From the mighty to the meek


So believe in shiny diamonds

That can be sifted from the creek


Then polished and made substantial

Simply strong instead of weak.



Somewhere the rain must go- the way a river finds the sea

Heartbeats are like seasons- may they forever rest in peace.