Our Death

Close to me, she found her death,

By my side, she found no rest,

How I tried, I did my best,

To love her wholly, and forget the rest.

It is hard, to watch her go,

Where she went, I don't know,

Is she with, the angels high,

Or down below, where tears flow by.

If I knew, I'd go insane

In her death, I've found my fame,

I sit here, in this cold black rain,

On these tracks, I'll find my train.

Here comes my death again!