Lyrics
Death of Morning
Oh morning, fair and fleeting With your rosy hues and gentle mist Your departure now, so defeating Leaves the world in a state of tryst The sun, once bright and bold Now fades into the endless night The birds, their songs now cold No longer fill the air with delight The flowers, once in full bloom Now wilt and wither away As the darkness consumes The remains of your graceful display The trees, their leaves now falling Whispering of your untimely end The world, in mourning For the death of its dearest friend The sky, once painted in pastel Now turns to shades of black As the morning's final farewell Leaves a void that nothing can fill back Oh morning, how we mourn The loss of your gentle touch For in your death, we are torn And left with a feeling of such But fear not, dear morning For though you may be gone Your memory, forever adorning The world, with a beauty that lives on So let us bid you farewell With a heavy heart and tearful eye As the night takes its spell And the death of morning, we cannot deny