Friend of mine
Where's your heart reside?
You were one day here
The next day gone
Disappointing nights
Of coming under your fire
I bid you my farewell
Brother, hold your heart in tight
It is one day here
The next day gone
You can toil all your life
In the winning of fights
I know the fault too well
Mother, is this how we lie?
Alone in our frozen beds
I am only now
And a long way out
Don't you feel it now more than ever?
And what then?
For all that changes, nothing
In the stick of kin
In the blowing of the wind
Are last living feelings
On account of what's to feel
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