Every single minute
Every single hour
Is too late, devoured
Her time had come
Her time had gone
The lyrics are missing, to my song
Every single minute
Every single hour
Was supposed to be ours
Her deed was done
Under a hurting fire
Not only hers to take, expire
She had done much more.
Every single minute
Every single hour
Is too late
3 year
2 year
Of Obligations devoured
All will be finished
All will be done.
“I’m sorry mother”-
Biting my tongue-,
You’ll be missing YOUR heart-,
-missing YOUR son.