They are leaving for never to back
ghost and grass die to forward
they mourn but nightmares do not go far
ray cuts the motion
somberness wears the joking norms .
no fairy-tale to cheer
morning brings no light here
they dropped thousand tears.
O time, you have stole my shoes
the roads are rough
I can’t run or walk
O time , you have stole my words
I never cried but you stole tears too
when they have nothing but have tears to wet the owes .