Dying Day

A lonely chord's resounding In the hallway of my soul And a drum is slowly pounding Out of my control Falling lonely through the ceiling A water drop does find its way Wounds that never will be healing Scar me since that very day There is nothing left to do but pray The day you died I lost my way You always cared and helped me see Out of this misery You've always been my shelter Always been my guide In joyful days of summer And in the days I cried Now you're gone and I'm still here Lost and left behind A new born visionary Who has gone blind There is nothing left to do but pray The day you died I lost my way You always cared and helped me see Out of this misery