Tekstovi: Mourning September. Lights And Jewels.

Hospital beds come too quickly these days
I saw her just lay there
Fighting for her last look at love
All she wanted was to see beauty in her existence
She never knew
Death came like a thief to break her free
And carry her to life
It stole her from all that she loved
And saved her from what could have come.
After all of this
I know
She saw a door standing open
With lights and jewels, and fields forever
Let her braid a flower in her hair
(And there stood the Christ)
She never knew she would see you this soon.