There shall come the day
When no pain fades the heart away
When no storms rage the skies
When no tears blur the eyes
.
There shall come the day
When death shall lie in silence of nothing to say
So we sleep with both eyes employed
And the sweets of our labour enjoy
.
There shall come the legendary watchman
One greater than mortal man
Who shall stand by the giant gate
And sorrow away, stripped of her lethal hates
.
The graveyard spreading wide
Shall lie bankrupt, emptied of her pride
Silent pianos and muffled drums
Shall be alive when that morning comes
When all mourners go home
To wash for a festive return.
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