as i shiver and fight to stay alive
so i can live to see the day you arrive
the sun shines upon the trees over the hill
ive spent some lonesome time, but had my fill
i can see my breath now, breathings getting deep
years ago, i lost feeling in my feet
i would have walked out long ago
i would get this weak, i did not know
but as i come down to these last moments of me
i think of everything that i wanted to be
but suddenly, its clear now, i am beat
as this cold, last tear drops down my cheek
my watered eyes take in their last sight
this early mourning sunrise, is oh, so bright
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