Again...
Happy people, ... smiling faces.
times never stops.
Sad people, ... tears in their eyes,
replaced is a shocked look of why.
Still time doesn't stop, but passes by.
Altough the sun is shining, nice and warm,
the wind is bitter cold.
It's hauting us and yes,
the wind is his cover.
Maybe its a curse,
Mabye its revenge from God,
cause of something we did.
nobody knows
Yet...
Another death, ... Again a funural.