In the absence of light Darkness prevails Above unmarked graves A cloud of black veils
On wet ground we stand Returning that which we owe A fallen brother under marble A monument for woe
So how come our children left us? (Why?) How come flowers rot and die? (And reborn) How come mothers left to mourn? (Why?) And in agony, fathers cry
Where souls have touched Loved ones were never apart Moments were always cherished By the warmth of our hearts Beneath the old oak tree We shed tears and grieve And try to find comfort In the raindrops on the leaves
So how come our children left us? (Why?) How come flowers rot and die? (And reborn) How come mothers left to mourn? (Why?) And in agony, fathers cry
All that is left is a necklace A broken heart, a cold stone An image carved in memory And the anguish we face alone
So how come our children left us? (Why?) How come flowers rot and die? (And reborn) How come mothers left to mourn? (Why?) And in agony, fathers cry