April: Spring song

My life was filled with hope and wonder

The garden was so full

The apple blossom of my senses

And clouds of cotton wool

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

How can I go on?

 

I played in meadows of green pasture

The innocence of youth

The stinging nettles pricked my ankles

Learning lies from truth

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

How can I go on?

 

I stumbled crying in darkened forests

Terror filled my eyes

The guilt it choked me like a bullet

The pain had no disguise

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

How can I go on?

 

I looked for love in the face of strangers

Nothing could be found

I married blindly to be normal

But normality was drowned

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

How can I go on?

 

The spirit in the dark green bottles

Soothed the pain inside

Numbed my senses and the nightmares

The heart of me had died

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

How can I go on?

 

But then the dawn it broke quite quickly

I let my world break down

In the arms of love forever

All I lost was found

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

How can I go on?

 

And so we walk a chosen pathway

The horizon’s bright and clear

Holding on to those around me

Beyond the next frontier

 

Where are they now?

Where are they now?

My children are gone

But I have to go on