I woke up to find death
No water or wind
No bluebirds were calling
And a single lonely raven
was the first thing I saw
The last leaves are falling
The air is heavy
With your whispered words
And the cry of the raven
Was the last thing I heard
Nothing further then she uttered,
In the silence there, I shuddered
And I scarcely more than muttered,
Other friends have flown before
Other friends have flown before
Other friends have flown before,
Aaah... before
All my sorrow, now will leave me
As my hopes have flown before

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