Mackintosh/Holmes/Edmondson/Morris)

Approaching a silence, a blur of subsidence

Time may heal all troubles, is that what I¹ve found ?
Joy entices all, until death¹s lonely shroud
But I know it¹s forever...

Praying for a change

Our lives leading onwards, the essence is stronger

Memories of life drifting further away I must doubt that where
There¹s a will there¹s a way...
But I know, it¹s forever

Life is all the pain we endeavo