Oh, that I could have but one night free of nightmares,

But alas, I believe my heart to have surrendered hope,

My soul to have been tainted by the shadows of despair.

For I have lost a friend.

Ever the brave soldier,

You were not afraid of the darkness.

Fitting to fate's affinity for irony,

As it is now I that endures the depths of gloom

Faced with but one truth that will outlast us all

That whatever we do,

We cannot prevent everything from falling apart

How I would ask for your strength now,

Be it that you were still here.

Well I know this

If I was there with you when the sky fell

Watching as the debris rose in clouds

Making its rapid march towards us

You would say to me with a smile

"The sky today is immaculately blue -

Beautiful weather for an air raid"