The spider crawls back to it's cobweb
The mother cries over the death bed
The father reaches out to hold her
Face of an angel, hair so golden
Is it really as it seems?
A world of grey - that's all death brings?
The rain is falling gently earthbound
Much like the lives of all those around
Is it really as it seems?
A world of grey - that's all death brings?
Can we really have a future?
Death's not the end - just hold on to her
You knew it all along
His hand is firmly on her
She is moving on
To places so much better
You knew it along
His plans are so much bigger
Yes, she is moving on
To a place that's so much better
Is this really as it seems?
A world of grey - that's all death brings?
Can we really have a future?
Death's not the end - just hold on to her
The spider crawls back to it's cobweb
Original Lyrics by bricrane 2009
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