As the flower is giving up
The sun is baking
It's drying it up
It's dying from it's touch
Then the cloud rolls by
Casting shade from the light
A single tear drops from the sky
It brings back life
Sometimes we die
Not knowing if we ever lived
Sometimes we cry
Not knowing what to believe
Never believe the lie
There is life when we leave
We die for this life
- John Lee
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