Hush my crying soul, |
Dry your falling tears, |
Stay, my fleeing heart, |
And calm your tow'ring fears.
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For you must hold me high now, |
and you must keep my being. |
And you must keep me straight-browed |
And you must avert my seeing.
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For if I gaze upon the past |
and gaze at it too long, |
I'll be lost to it once more again, |
and again I'll be forlorn.
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Though this here time there are not arms |
To lift me from the ground, |
As the one who lifted me last time |
is now the cause of sobs.
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She neglected me |
and left me be |
And left me 'lone to cry. |
While I heard but rings |
and harbored things |
to tell her in nigh time.
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But wait and fret |
And frown and sigh |
And wish with all my might, |
I could not have her |
return my calls |
at morning, noon, or night.
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So lacking love |
'cept hurting of, |
I had to let her go, |
and once again |
I've lost my friend |
And 'stead here cries my soul.
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