When we look into the lives of another
We may turn over pebbles and stones
Which show the love and pain
The peace and the desire  
We see those
Though we don't understand
Who have traced their footsteps in the sand
of the beaches
With which our loved ones often wander
Aimlessly waiting
Looking for the answers to their prayers
Stones in circles giving power
Crystals placed within the hour
Some are too beautiful
And were not ment to last the mile
In which we run
Hold him
In your heart
hold him
Because I feel he was worth the burden
of painful but joyous memories
My heart is bleeding now
My tears well up within my chest
and flow freely down my face
Beautiful soul
Touched
By
Another beautiful soul
Be free
In life
As i feel he is
In another world
Not far from here ...