Even Death Cries Sometimes

I don’t want to go It can’t be my time yet Please give me the choice of two paths Darkness is closing in on me I close my eyes But they are not really closed I hold my ears But I still hear the screams I’m walking away But my feet are not moving How did I get here? Where is this place His hand is reaching out for me But I don’t want it I look into his lifeless eyes As he reluctantly pulls back his hand slowly It’s too close to home Scenes that are heartbreaking to watch But we are cocooned in our own little world sometimes To really care To really feel To really do But today it could have been me I watch the TV I listen to the radio A story unfolding of Heartless, faceless people My heart sinks for a moment I look into his lifeless eyes Maybe even Death cries sometimes. Written by Robert Meader This was written about the London Bombings, I had all the words down but did not have a title. Then I watched the film Meet Joe Black. In the film Brad Pitt plays Death and at the end he cannot have the one love he wants and he cries, I thought to myself, ‘Even Death cries Sometimes’ and the title came.