Going
down
Into
the large white tundra
Floating
in the minds
Knowing
there is no escape
Is
it the way to go?
Of
living souls when tragedy strikes
In
the large white tundra
There
the minds will stay
The
cold wind whirring
The
open space of white
No
trees to hang around
The
eyes just close and wait
Going
down
The
loud screaming in the clouds
It's
only for a few seconds
Silence
breeds in the sky
The
white light
The
Good Lord brings them home
The
white large tundra
There
the minds will stay
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