Let the day remain bleak
Let the dark clouds remain in the sky
And the bird with his wing caught in the wire remain caught until his breath escape him
Let the rain continue to fall brining havoc and discomfort to both man and beast
For life is not sweet
Sweet is not synonymous to life.
Let the tears of the broken hearted continue to fall
Until there are no more tears to be shed
Until there is no more hope of tomorrow
Let the lost continue to wander without sight of help—without sight of day—alone in the darkness
For life is bitter
Bitterness is synonymous to life.
Until there are no more tears to be shed
Until there is no more hope of tomorrow
Let the lost continue to wander without sight of help—without sight of day—alone in the darkness
For life is bitter
Bitterness is synonymous to life.
Let the sweet music of the piano remain dormant
And the voices of the choir mute
Let the clapping of hands also be made silent
And the shouts of joy into sorrow
For life is not sweet
Sweet is not synonymous to life.
