will the children cry when their mother dies and in the autumn of their lives will they feel the same uoy ees i natas teews ym thginot kcab emoc draytruoc eht no tuo her longing for me coming down like hail why did you leave me come here inside and tell me how how in my final days i d find the rhyme the light comes on the signal for us to act out our lives you wait beneath the white sheets and you wait forever the light comes on your weakness storing trace on your arms so i left you alone we all left you alone yhw nosaer ruoy regnol on re yeht lock the children away from harm they re no longer your reason why seeking tenderness with a dagger skin is marked by the years of trials you felt abandoned in a flock of friends singing praise for the dead awaited the face of the moon to ascend and followed the sound in your head2