No Bright Side

While Mother keepest
Watch while and weepest
'till memories crowd.

And Father mourneth
Absence he burneth
Grief will cry aloud.

And no-one lives
The spores have landed
There is no bright side.

Silence is golden
Even my spirit
Sleeps in my open hands.

Wettened every flap of England's flag
Proclaimed that all around are free
And millions earthly joy remains.
Fiery sparks, the eye of breaking hearts,
Producing to the mind in every shape and kind.
Produce the mind.

Had no idea, no-one did, make it quick,
And I don't want to hurt,
She is my witness.
One more stab and its back to the shop
Or leave as things are.

Vain deceit of grief,
Show of unbelief,
Hope to blind and brief.

Hide my beloved,
Death is passed,
Again no more to me.



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Smirh
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