Too much for one heart
There's too much, too much
Too much for one soul
There's too much, too much
Too much a cry for one tear
There's too much, too much
Too much pain for one probable goodbye
...
Eyes close and pictures of happiness abound
Yet when it opens, sadness is at its high
A smile for every smile remembered
Yet a tear when the picture of the smile fades
The Heart is holding on to what can still be -
To that possibility that the goodbye need not be
But the Mind, cunning mind, wants to be ready
Stand tall, stay strong for whatever falls
Its invisibility through time makes the pain sting deeeper
No signals nor warnings simply the undertaking
They all add up to this herculean moments
Heftier than the hammer of Thor
With each daylight comes the dreaded night
But now the night seems livelier than the day
The day stings every bit of humanity there is
Thus the night is the only escape
When will this end? When will this be over?
How many days more need to be endured?
How many more nights need be welcomed by a saddened heart?
How many fading memories will fade with none anew?
...
Too much, too much
Too much for our hearts
Too much, too much
Too much for our souls
Too much, too much
Too much crying for our tears
Too much, too much
Too much pain for your probable goodbye
Yet would it be too much, too much
Too much that you'd stay?
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