Tuesday’s Lament
Lyrics by Wendy Sheridan © 2005. All rights reserved.
Death has touched me. She is here
Standing at the shoulder of my friend
She is no more of this time and place
Now she travels with the Crone to the Summerland
Here I sit
Here I cry
And I wonder when Death will come for me
Death has touched me. Touched me in my heart
She has taken. She has taken away my friend
She has taken so many others before
But this time it is personal
Here I sit and write these words
And I wonder when Death will come for me
Death heas touched me. Just a passing glance
Leaving me here
Leaving me here warm and alive
Leaving me here to carry on without her
Leaving me here without my dear sweet friend
And I sit
And I cry
And I wonder
When Death will come for me