Sunlight never cared about borders and neither did you The sun is out and it didn't wait for you Routine does not need you
Tears shed for a hero, a prayer from souls in need but none of this moves a single nerve in me What good is loyalty to the dead?
Now I'm sleeping on my hooves, head up, looking down, Fighting off the dust that threatens to collapse these arms My heart is shrinking up without daylight shining in Even the sunflowers still think the night's not over
Words said, words I wish I could bring myself to forget What would possess you to ask this of me? What good is loyalty to the dead?
Now I'm sleeping on my hooves, head up, looking down, Fighting off the dust that threatens to collapse these arms My heart is shrinking up without daylight shining in Even the sunflowers still think the night's not over
When you died you gave me your hooves to stand up but identical horseshoes don't make two horses alike My heart is shrinking up without daylight shining in Even the sunflowers know that the night's not over
[spoken word translation:]
In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit As it was in the beginning, now and forever, for centuries of centuries, amen Mary, mother of grace, mother of mercy In life and in death give us shelter, great Lord Give her, Lord, eternal rest And shine upon her the perpetual light Rest in peace So be it