Bonus Content: The Skies Are Burning

And all we can do is mourn. © Jason Phelps 2020.

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I once had a friend, the rarest The kindest you won't believe Who taught me tunes the fairest Of the song of wind and leaves

She was tall beyond all reason Taller than the spruce and pine She stood by me in all seasons And she taught me to be kind

But the skies, the skies are burning And the clouds can weep no more Now our friends are gone forever And all we can do is mourn

Did you know she was a builder Of such towers grand and tall Wrought her wisdom in each pillar Sealed her will within each wall

And she always gave me shelter When the winds grew harsh and cold Knew me mother, child, granddaughter Though she never seemed so old

But the skies, the skies are burning And the clouds can weep no more Now our friends are gone forever And all we can do is mourn

She made of the skies her palace Now there's nothing left but song There's a place that's sore and callous In my heart where she belongs

Though if she could hear she'd smile Tell me not to be forlorn For this life is full of trials And with friends we carry on

But the skies the skies are burning And the clouds can weep no more Now our friends are gone forever And all we can do is mourn