The silence of the park The moonshine after dark Came to keep her company The tiny golden cross lay upon her throat Hands clutching tight her rosary The rain upon her lips Eyes opened with a kiss Just too late for us to see She sits upon the ground Face covered by a shroud of midnight canopy And when the lightning starts The secrets in her heart Merge within the rain patterns And when the shadows fall The promise of it all Is lost inside the tears that linger on All the things we'd hoped Would always keep us close Stand between us now, as fences The letters that we wrote Have all gone up in smoke And now you're just too far to listen in When all but hope is lost You believe at any cost In things that make the living lighter And when the shadows fall The promise of it all Is lying in the bed besider her
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