Picking up the pieces br That silence seemed to stain br The wind blew like cold breath br The darkness won’t remain br The end of something is sadness br Anticipation tinged with pain br We con ourselves with comfort br Go through it all again br br And we go on- put a show on br We go on br br Defeat is just suffering br That’s hidden beneath lies br Rebuilding the mess we’ve made br With tears in our eyes br No wonder you have hatred br Clinging to you like the flies br That clings to the carcass br Of something when it dies br br And we go on- put a show on br We go on br br But rain clouds soon pass on br And out comes the sun br The end is a beginning br Just before it has begun br And soon you will be forgotten br And life is just for fun br You used you decisions br Like a loaded gun br br And I’ve gone on- and you’re no one br No onebr br Vincent Costerbr br