Words, they are, they always are.
They always will be.
If there are no words, still, the Will be strong.
We just have to show what we are made of, and we will.
The everlasting life we lived, that made us who we are.
We will always be, always we will share the sin, the joy, the pain,
the love we had, have and will have.
As the drops of angel’s tears flowing over the hills of their cheeks,