Beneath the dark clouds, the wheat blows gently on the farm. I lie in bed and think about all the loud farm machines that will whirl into action at daybreak. But tonight, as always, silence is my best friend.
You smile so bright She's beautiful in life And I love you so much Whispering I truly do And this is so true Because every day I get To tell you I love you.
I am not afraid to live- for I have lived. I am not afraid to die- for I have died. All I can do- when faced with oblivion, is stand with my arms outstretched- and fall.