A Dying Soul
Justice has never done
Someone so wrong
As it has while
I sing this song.
The tears that fall like rain
From the cold, sad eyes
Of a child in pain
From his life of sorrow.
Yet, what good have tears done
To the child's heart
That's come undone
Tatterd from years of hurt.
I'm sorry
has never helped
Since they always do it again.
No, apologies don't help
Since his heart is ruined.
Now, this child lies silent
Away from his hurt
Lying in his grave
Covered by dirt.
And now he's resting sweetly,
All the tears are gone
Safe now forever
In his Saviours Arms
Dreama Hildebrand
1985
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