Children of sorrow

Muses of life

Born to bring

another tomorrow

Children of sorrow

Builders of joy

Lean their head

to each others shoulder

While Aurora is stretching across the sky;

they know. . . The sun will be red

They know. . . Because

they are the children of sorrow

In a reckless world

they continue to build. . . 

castles in the sand

the winds are blowing

and bring memories

of a time that has passed them by

and they remember. . .

who they were - children of sorrow

who they are - builders of joy

As they await for a new To - day to come

 they smile and build

another castle in the sand

Because they know. . .

A new day is always coming

they will never mourn

another morning

Children of sorrow

Muses of life