No Mourning Morrows

Want no mourning morrows
No running lakes by the falls
Want no laughing sorrow
No empty standing by the walls

Don't lock my door of morrows
Don't stretch your hands, where i can not touch

Don't shake your head, i'm no lost
Don't leave me on a lonely walk

I'm tears for rain to come
A drying flower for joy to come
I'm your dream to creaming dawn
A lonely child to a growing world
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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