Someday, in the morning,
when the sky is still grey,
Death will come calling,
taking someone away.
Life is quite short, in this scene,
it isn't forever, we can live here,
for when the road ends,
all memories, will disappear.
Someday, in the morning,
when the sky is still grey,
Death will come calling,
taking someone away.
Life is quite short, in this scene,
it isn't forever, we can live here,
for when the road ends,
all memories, will disappear.