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You’ve been drifting away

until you reached this place

that turns a worried mind

into this cosy space

Surprising how it changes

you feel almost at ease

the inner peace which comes

from getting used to woe, to pain, to grief

All of a sudden feels as if

you were to be waiting until

the meadows of your sorrow clear, some day...

The rains of Life do grow

your sorrows just like trees

and all of this you feel

can go away like leaves, in fall, begin

to rot and decay in pieces

they shall become part of your soil

which will be the ground for the bloom of your soul, your soul...

Meadows of your sorrow, when you’re feeling hollow

Meadows of your sorrow, hoping for tomorrow

The rains, will grow

your sorrows just like trees

and all you feel

can go away like leaves

in fall, begin

to rot and to decay

the meadows of the sorrow in your soul

Meadows of your sorrow, when you’re feeling hollow

Meadows of your sorrow, hoping for tomorrow

Don’t wait too long, to get yourself

out of the zone

feeling so warm, feeling so numb

sad and alone