Weeping

He sat down to cry and say goodbye,
but the tears they never came;
she held her head in their bed
weeping, weeping away.
She stole his tears, he took her fears
goodnight, goodnight sweetness;
she laughed and cried, he cut his eyes
goodnight, God love your kiss.
She slowed and slowed, knowed and knowed,
the time for tears was done;
as he crawled away, another day
to wage a war again.
She spoke in red while in their bed
and he threw the sheets away;
then picked her up, then up and up
to dance until the dawn.
She felt heavy, he wasn't ready
to say goodbye quite yet;
through her tears and faded years
he wept on and on and on.
Finally! water came, he felt no longer lame,
God gave him back his strength;
to carry heart, to really start
to walk the lonely length.

Down the stairs, down to there
down forever, down for good
to bury love and life,
to bury his sweet wife.