Verse
Seven-sixteen a.m. and the snow is falling
Flakes make shapes on the window
A voice explains that just last night
You passed through the valley of the shadow
Chorus
You won’t have to feel the cold anymore
You won’t have to fight another war.
Verse
All things pale to insignificance
Upon news that you’ve gone
You won’t have to take another chance
Because you’re free from the world and its wrongs.
Chorus
You won’t have to feel the cold anymore
You won’t have to fight another war.
I wish that, that they could see what you saw
And live their lives for what you lived for.
Goodbye, goodbye
I’ll see you soon again one day
Goodbye, goodbye,
Far from where you now lay your head.
Now you have been made perfect
Gone are the frail hands that shook.
Not because you deserved it
But because of the grace that you took.
credits
from Picomono,
released December 25, 2011
Libby Rees (vocals)
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