Seeking out to destroy the despair in your eyes
Life should not be over for a beautiful soul
Because of this heartache that stretches wide your hole
And hurts to feel again, the stinging of the flies

At the mercy of time, willing healing power
To soothe the mystery of the latest coupling
At the distress signal was silent and suppling
To the ears and to heart, delivered by tower

Crackling into bed sheet for the days to the nights
Turning into a boat with a mighty anchor
That pierces through the hull to sink into rancor

Finally getting up to face the fearless sights
Brushing off the dead weight to courageous appeal
One more day, one more love, will carry this genteel