The storms, they raged and went
They filtered to a bitter break in day
You sailed passed the pain,
in the dawn of red blossoms and rain
You feel no sorrow now, and no agony
Let the wind gather, and the dark
night dawn
You will find the path to air again,
in this journey you are on
Rest In Peace, where the shadows
silence, and the raw, orange morning
steals you away to fly
And may you soar, like a great eagle,
into the sun ...