At first there is a gaping wound of loss
But our blood clots and seals the wound up tight
Any movement brings a painful cost
After time and months of pain have passed
The scab has formed ,our body does what’s right
At first there was a gaping wound of loss
Yet if we’re struck, the wound reopens fast
We must be careful not to enter fights
Any movement brings a painful cost
Easing is a gradual,lonely task
And even then the pain can take a bite
In where was a gaping wound of loss
Every death creates another ghost
But not an evil angel of the night.
Any movement brings a painful cost.
Let me see your face in dreams tonight
I can’t live without your kindly light
At first there was the sacred wound of loss
Love dies not but carries its own cost
How my heart sings 