The letter came today
Fields have turned brown
Sleep in among coffee shop
You’re new in town
What will you do now
To get along?
Now that your mother and
Father are gone?
Gone are the arguments
That sting inside
Beauty and status were
Never alive
What will you do now
To get along?
Now that your mother and
Father are gone?
Library doors are locked
You wait for day
When they will open it
You will be saved
What will you do now
To get along?
Now that your mother and
Father are gone?